Shmuts* on My Pants
after “Dust in the Wind”
I shift my thighs
Only for a moment, but my napkin’s gone
Flights of wine
Splash upon my slacks at high velocity
Shmuts on my pants
Now I have this shmuts on my pants
A sip goes wrong
Several drops of chowder dot my trouser knees
Then Roquefort bleu
Crumbles on my lap of pleated salad leaves
Shmuts on my pants
Now I have more shmuts on my pants
My meal lives on
Nothing lasts forever like a greasy stain
The check’s been paid
But that money won’t a good dry cleaning buy
Shmuts on my pants
Now I have this shmuts on my pants
Shmuts on my pants
Always there is shmuts on my pants
*This spelling of shmuts per David C. Gross, English-Yiddish/Yiddish-English Dictionary, expanded ed., romanized (New York: Hippocrene, 1995).
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