Midnight Madness Part 5: "Out of the Mouth of Babe"

Nervous as a virgin
on her wedding night,
regained my lost composure,
closed the door and locked it tight.

I stood there holding firmly
the package in my hand.
Turned slowly, walked across the room
and placed it on the stand.

Whatever could the contents be?
I filled my lungs with air.
My skin tingled wildly
anxiously to see whats there.

The cover came off slowly,
illuminated by the light.
Midnight put inside the box
two items in plain sight.

First there was a china plate
white as the driven snow.
It had a sterling silver top
to hide what was below.

Beside it neatly folded
a velvet handkerchief.
Within it held the spoils
of his insidious mischief.

I raised the top from off the plate
revealing now in view,
a swatch of skin, with a tattoo
Oh Babe, my love is true

I dove deep into memory
Did he ever have such art?
There werent any on his arms
or on any other part.

Good God I gasped, as I transfixed
upon the velvet pouch.
I picked it up in my right hand
and sat slowly on the couch.

My blood ran cold with beads of sweat
dripping down my back.
I was not ready to behold
of that in the velvet sack.

A card fell out, with a tongue
looking like a turnip rabe.
Written boldly said the words,
Out of the mouth of Babe.