I Need A Rich
Girl
I need a rich
girl
to drive my
deceased car
to the
unemployment line,
so that I can get
food stamps,
and avoid a job.
I need a pill
that will fill me up,
not with envy.
I need a pill
that will make me
feel friendly,
not want to kill
I need a friend
in these united
states of isolation,
where even hell's
angels are afraid
to hitchhike,
where thinking
outside the norm
could land you in
jail.
I need a reason
to go on living,
and I think that
my children will do.
--Mikel K
(www.mikelk.com)
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