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Parole
By wbb1950 on 08/05/2010
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We met,
a town
many miles
away.
Arriving
by bus
no place
to stay.

Dirty
little
town,
the people
did stare,
need a bed
and a bath,
cleanse my
matted dirty
hair.

Feeling
thirsty,
a pub,
I walked in,
dingy,
and dark,
ageless bar,
wearing thin.

Ordered a draft
money low,
carefully I spend,
noticed a
girl,
bar,at the end,
staring me down
wearing a grin.

She hollered
my way,
come have a seat,
your new here,
first beer
I''ll treat.

As I got
closer,
her look not
so young,
several
missing teeth,
a ring in
her tongue

She ask me quite
bluntly,
"Whend you git out"
Wasn''t sure of
the question,
again she blurred
it out...
"That suit your a wearin
is prison issue,
all my brothers,
and the old man, they
wearim to."

"All the cons,
show up here,
good place to live,"
wanna cold beer?

Got a bed and a bath,
right up the stairs,
it''s dirty as hell,
but nobody cares. It''ll
run ya three bucks a week,
let me be clear,
don''t get behind,
from drink in to much beer...



© By wbb1950 On 8/5/2010 9:23:03 AM
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