Eviction Blues written Sunday October 16th,2011 a brief glimpse into the world of junk...
|Outside it's cold,
Cigarette Smoke in the Cold hurts.
Makes me want to give 'em up.
Gotta' meet Big Bill....you gotta get Him before he gets You.
Walk inta the abandoned structure...heavy husky flashlight and trashbags ready and going all good.
Big Bad Ronald B Hit me in the back of the head with a swift "How do you Like me now...?"
"Not much" I reply. Not too damn much.
Big Bill. the head honcho.
probably bring 'em some
to wake up for work with.
smoke in the cold cold mornin air
Listening to the same rockin' tune
again and again
Driving all over the greater Tri-State Area with Ronald my supervisor in his massive blue pickup.
goin to Ra cha cha
belongings-filling up the trailer and
Doobie Doobie Doo.
we work for the Bank...maintaining the neighborhood property
and we mow bushes with pride.
Basically we just come in and do board ups, chuck junk n type whatever out the window and run around .
Basically we just
we work for the Big Guy...
he's a real
tough Act to Follow...
basically you just show up and work like an Animal.
then you enjoy your dinner and Relax.
Peter Eugene Lesniowski October 16th 2011