i sit with two of three bosses
in a small office away from the noise
they want to know why I'm keepin a
young Indian chick up through the night
sacred
or maybe as simple as washing five hundred dinner plates
and i act as they expect with false bravado
the head guy smiles, "ask her a question for me."
what?
"when is she having the operation to remove the mattress form her back?"
and i go cold, "No you ask her."
but he won't and his stupid red face sears
enough is enough
originally i wrote:
"I'll rock his world
with an explosion
noticed by a few
that matter."
But let's omit that part.
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