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Homeless? Not me.
I have my wires and my twigs and a place to go.
Uncle Joe is allowing us in
For a time.
Until Little Guy throws one of his famous fits
If I had a few more bucks we could take the bus to Arizona.
It's warm there. Just a couple of dollars more please.

Homeless? Maybe temporarily but this bridge is warm.
My babies think it is an adventure.
I told them we are camping out.
Who are you?
Who sent you?
No you CANNOT take my CHILDREN!

I’ll get you back, kids, I always do, right?
Be good. Be safe. You’ll have a warm bed tonight.
I’ll be okay. I’ll put my mattress closer to Mads.
Mads and I will keep each other warm.
Mads, I have to pretend.
If I just had another dollar or two, I'd be out of here.
No money at all? That's okay. Your friendship is enough.
I hate you Mads!

I hate the government! Coming down and snatching my kids.
This is ridiculous! They thought we were camping out.
You want a picture? For the paper?
What is your thesis about?
What are you trying to prove?
Of course I’m educated.
Get out of here college girl.
I'll kick your ass.

Can I help it that shelters have all those silly rules
about biting and kicking?
If you had my life you would get it.
I had six brothers. They all used to beat me up.
I was a scrapper; it is my way.
You are only a paycheck mistake away from being me, ma’am.
A picture. Of my tushy maybe. My bare tushy.
Get along with you! There is nothing to see.

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