There Is No Problem

There is no problem with overcrowded prisons
Don’t worry
All the jails are overcrowded
You have to make a reservation
These days
Go for one more traffic violation
Indulge in your crimes
Bring a cushion
When it is your turn
And the waiting is over
When all the prisoners stare at you
You know you are at home
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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