N- the dole is callin me
By alison_brown
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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The dole is calling me
Like a distant train
Warning me its coming
The hot days are almost dark to me
As I sit next to my open window
A large white bird keeps
On almost flying in my window
Shocking me each time
With a close wing beat
X-fm plays all day
With the same tunes
Just with different voice
To introduce it
The trees seem to be
The only cool thing
In the red hot sun
Each leaf fanning
The one next to it
Cold drinks cool me
For only a short time
As someone's basketball
Hits the rim.
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