Here’s why I
Usually drink red wine
I met a blonde witch
At the ball,
Where we danced a light swing
And drank a few glasses of wine
She dragged me by my
Necktie to her
The city is a different place After hours.
Free from the prying eyes of Tourists and office workers,
The natives of the streets take over.
The bums sleep rough
Out of sight under the viaduct
And in th...
There's no such thing
As good modern art.
While some fellows at the gallery
Make some work of substance
Others make complete nothings
All for the sake of nothingness,
And I'm expected to Call it art.
It’s 3 PM
I just finished sleeping off
I got four hours to kill until My shift starts
At the guard house
At the garage on Canal Street.
No food in the house
So I drove to
He wakes up around 2:30 on a weekday,
Five PM on a Saturday.
If he has to, he gets up to take a piss
If not, he stays in bed a while longer To jack off.
Once he gets his lazy ass out of bed,
On my own
Against the tempest
With the roar of I-55
The smell of latakia.
Old Glory, God Shed his Grace On thee! Tangled against the ramp
Until the poll snaps again.
Then the Old Man next door comes h...