Skagwegian woman,Wicked and Bad,
Best damn woman
I ever had
She took loving to
a new degree
But heartbreaking was
Her specialty.
She used them, abused them,
Made them poor, smoked them, but
They begged for more.

She dropped me cold on
The Dead Horse Trail,
Just one more carcass
Bleached and pale.
She grabbed a miner
Right in the creek,
Left him penniless
Drooling and weak.

She used him, abused him,
Made him poor,
Stroked him, smoked him, but
He begged for more.

(Sandy Grunow, February 1998)