take that stripe
off that blanket,

no, I won't do
it...she's earned
her stripes,

take that stripe
off that blanket,

no, I won't do
it...she's colorful,

take that stripe
off that blanket,

no, I won't do
it...she rides
firebrand
saddle-stitch
racing the wind,

take that stripe
off that blanket,

no, I won't do
it...she's a midwife,
delivered that baby
wrapped up in that
stripe,

take that stripe
off that blanket,

no, I won't do
it...she gave that
stripe to warm
a homeless woman
freezing in a cardboard
box,

take that stripe
off that blanket,

no, I won't do
it...she gave that
stripe to the Salvation
Army bell ringer to
give to the needy,

take that stripe
off that blanket,

no, I won't do
it...she wrapped
the base of the
church christmas tree
with that stripe,
and sang with the
Christians, The Little
Drummer Boy...yes,
that firebrand pagan did...


Copyright 2006 Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist