Take a ballet slipper full of dancer’s blood,

A broken drop light and a lug wrench,

A Chevy fender splashed with bayou mud,

Your boyfriend shackled to his work bench.

Use a duck tape gag that’s labeled Gator Bait

So only God will hear his dying wish.

Leave the swamp gate open, pour a drink and wait.

That’s how jealous Cajun women ghoti.