Eggs Beneict Ain'T That's For Sure
BREAKFAST AIN’T EGGS BENEDICT FOR SURE
You can arise whenever you choose to
And that’s why I’m so jealous of you
You can eat whatever you pick out
As for my breakfast there ain’t no doubt
I know precisely what will be on my metal tray
Except sometimes it’s milk or water to start off my day
Your pantry is full of food I don’t even recall
As I use an old filthy tee shirt to keep me warm as a shawl
Your lunchtime might be at that little tavern we know
But now my lunchtime is delivered row by row
That tavern was cozy and meant a lot to me
And so did my being free
But powder and pain brought me here
And here I’ll stay year after year
I receive opened and censored letters in my mail
The missives people send me here in jail
© 2011.…Phreepoetree
~free cee!~
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