I Lost My Muse In Vegas

I lost my muse in Vegas
Don’t know where she did go
I searched all up and down the Strip
I asked in casinos

They say they saw her up on stage
Just round 10:30
Performing at the Caesar’s show
With Donny and Marie

Then someone said at midnight
They saw a pretty clear
Image of her bungie jumping
Off the Stratosphere

They spotted her at 2 A.M.
At Mandalay Bay
They say she was dressed all in white
And throwing a bouquet

By 4 she’d put a grand on red
And really got her groove on
An hour later walked away
On the arm of Wayne Newton

And after that the trail goes cold
Her whereabouts are vague
But I know she will come home soon
Her tail between her legs

And when I do catch up with her
I’m going to be mad
Owed to the escort service charge
That she put on my tab

Along with the massages
The drinks and the tattoos
And Nikki Does Nevada
Which she got on Pay Per View

And so if you do see her
Let me know immediately
How dare the little minx to have
A better time than me.



97 thoughts on “I Lost My Muse In Vegas

  1. Oh my goodness, Marissa! This collection of examples of misbehavior and mischief are clearly not yours! πŸ™‚
    I understand your losing the Muse but felt the massage, dancing on stages or tables and car rental were totally appropriate. Music and bungie jumping, along with a possible memorable tattoo, not so much but maybe your ‘cup of tea?’ Funny!!

    • Oh yes, no way for most of these really! I wanted to portray a poem of the craziest thing one could do in Vegas, or even aspire to do. When I thought it out, I though it much better I use an alter ego..hence the muse!!

      • I love the way you had me going, Marissa! I thought you may have acted as you accused your muse in her behaviors. I guess I was living vicariously through these wild actions! Smiles for your honesty and straightening me out, too!

      • Oh yes, many times I have to present my thoughts vicariously, because they just don’t suit who I am…but sometimes just a vision of what I would want to be…but maybe just for a day.

  2. Not cool … you got stuck with the bills and none of the memories. If it wasn’t for the fact your muse does a kick-ass job for you, I’d be suggesting you show her the door … or at least get a promise she will take you along next time πŸ˜‰

  3. From the sounds of it, your muse may be sobering it up in a cozy little room reserved for those who get a little too wild. Perhaps you’ll find her after they release her….probably won’t be too long. I imagine even the jail doors are revolving. πŸ™‚ Better her than you!

  4. Living vicariously through one’s muse makes for powerful and entertaining poetry. Keep it up. I almost stood up and Snoopy danced then realized, I didn’t have a pole, speedos, or talent.

  5. Wowza! I had to look up “Crazy Horses” because I had no idea what you guys were talking about. So awkward. My family lived in Branson, MO for a while and I went to school w/ a few of the Osmond offspring. The kids had to perform in their family’s theatre everyday after school. Most kids envied them but I felt kind of sad for them. Slightly off topic…just triggered that memory. Great post! πŸ’–

  6. You do know what happened to Tony Bennett. He left his heart in San Francisco. He left his liver in Vegas. He left his pancreas in New Orleans. He left his small intestine in Atlanta. He left his large intestine in NYC. And I heard he left a kidney in Chicago. Poor Tony, he has body parts scattered all over the United States.

    • The man gets around. You know, more of him to love and all that!! I didn’t see his liver when I went, by the way. Might have been worth checking out. Or on second thought…

  7. There is some truth in this one about a muse, Marissa. LOL I was laughing all the way through this and again felt amazement how you are able to put together thoughts and words. Thank you for your Gift today!!! Love, Amy ❀

  8. Whoa! Brings back memories of my first time in Vegas when I was 21! Tsk tsk that naughty muse of yours. Left you all the bills. None of the fun πŸ˜‰
    Buffet prices really are too much. Don’t eat all day then come dinner time – binge!

    • Yes, well it went through a lot of changes. When we first started going it was getting more family oriented so lots of things to do with the kids. Now they’re starting to make it more adult again but we still manage. However, I think if my kids were teenagers they might resent having the choice of either staying with mom or staying in the hotel room. Casinos are very strict about having anyone 21 on the casino floors.

  9. Another favorite! What a wild little muse. Mine doesn’t ever do anything – she just gets lazy and wants to watch reality TV all day. (Hope you had a great time in Veags!!)

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