![]() Subterranean Homesick Blues (Again)A Poem by ArezzoDan’s on the mezzanine asking where the mayor lives I’m on the dole line, wondrin bout conservatives The man with the leg cramps boot camps wheel clamps says they cut his food stamps. Look out son, I’m packin a gun: God knows why Pat Boone, full moon someone’s gonna die soon.
Del’s on welfare, Donald Trump is real pissed: give ‘em all health care? What are we?
Socialists? Think like Harry Lime: street crime, sub-prime, now you’re working part-time. Look out boy, you’re only a goy: don’t revere teachers, don’t obey no preachers.
Jen’s on Fox News talkin bout the bank crash wanna get some real views? What about the trailer trash? Read about Goldilocks Botox bobbysocks modeled by Amanda Knox. Look out, Joe, you’re spoiling the show. Don’t watch features, don’t dance in the bleachers.
Get hired, get fired get rich, get stitched get tired, get wired get hitched, get ditched. They got cops at backstop, Al Gore keeping score tween the Poors and Dirt-Poors, tween the Haves and Have-Mores.
John Wayne’s vanished. He’s gone to learn Spanish. © 2015 ArezzoAuthor's Note
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Added on September 14, 2015 Last Updated on September 14, 2015 Author![]() ArezzoRonda, Andalucia, SpainAboutI always try to avoid this part! What can I possibly say that will come across as fresh/interesting/informative? Let's see ... Teacher, lawyer and journalist. Born in Ireland, raised in Englan.. more..Writing
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