Toronto
I’m from Toronto on police blotter.
Coppers after me for killing a man.
I’m not doing time for slight manslaughter,
a debt I’m not paying, mate, that’s my plan.
I like a snug place to stay where I can
make some dollars doing fishing helping
Steve on Miramichi River’s nice span.
A past keen friend likes there be none matching.
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