Bills
Up again same routine laboring versatile
occupations a bill came in.
Home at ten debt due tomorrow so I ask
friends for dividends.
No food in the kitchen cheap detergent is
the reason I think we are itching.
Stomachs on low we consume frozen Kool-
aide as we turn on the radio.
Payday is here bills all paid atmosphere is
clear and late fees stopped.
Up again same routine another bill came in.
© Confrontation Set Volume 1/Albert Reed 2007
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