One said she had thrones
One accused her of being unholy
The other one fell in love with the lady.
She was a Louisiana Lady,
That stood tall as she patently waited
but being persistent she sashays by
hoping to see that look in his eyes.
As she walked by that summer night,
she was the burning wick in a candle light
so full of life with love and laughter
knowing he was the one she would go after.
His lady friend did not approve,
tried to per sway him to leave her alone
to find another that she felt had no thorns.
His best friend, his buddy, oh so he thought,
had plans of his own so evil seeds he sought
wanting her for himself, he ruled her unholy.
The last of the trio a had mind of his own,
soon they were in love and it became known
The Louisiana Lady, the bride he’s taking home.
Clara G. 1-24-2015