Thursday, November 18, 2010

The Long Unemployed

are pressed to become messiahs
for ordinary soap or the like.

Friends and relatives gain cupboards
groaning with the crap. Hey it's all
disguised charity. Better straightforward
thirties with rent parties where players

threw a buck or two in a hat
and proceeded to drink a bathtub
of gin and lose a spouse and gain
another's for the nonce. In screaming

over the roar, some excoriated Capitalism, but
the gin made the vile monster not worth spit.

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