A Street In a Burg Called the Blues
DAMN,
BACK ON THE STREET AGAIN!
THE DIME BAG COPPING EGO DROPPING DAMPENED DOPE STREET DREAMS AGAIN………….
a street in a burg called the blues baby~
Where wicked wretched women are on the stroll~
Bopping to rock and roll
As I light upon the utterly wanton wishes of woeful whores
Where even the sages are bores
AND DESTITUTION OOZES FROM THE PORES OF US JUNKIES,
JOHNS
AND SCREWED UP FEW
AND FEW KNEW WHAT WE ALL KNEW
BECAUSE IN THE END WHAT ARE WE ALL REALLY TRYING TO DO?
JUST PAY OUR DUE BABY,
JUST PAY OUR DUE ..........................
© 2011.…Poefree
Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2011
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