| email Jill |
| PCGuilt I gave the cab driver a tip-chocolate What he wants is petrol and a new life While I came here willing, I came too late The lucky A-1s after the earthquake Giving sustenance and the jaws of life I jaw over sooch, neighbors asking, "Pok?" "Chi-ca" I say, as I buy beer with lunch "Can't help everyone," as I scoop humus Sacrifice, have we given among us? I want 50,000 and a jet ski minimum, in the States, then I'll be free. I'll get what I want, just to be me. And now, I spin doctor my philosophy, And watch my neighbor hang my laundry. |