Poem – Page 11 – Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies

Runaway

It’s Nineteen-Seventy, finally got my degree, Time for me to flee, ain’t got no pedigree. Prospects lookin’ dim, head out on a whim, Outlook’s pretty grim, glass without a brim. My money is all blown, the future is unknown, Call the banker on the phone, get a tittle loan, I’m skippin’ graduation, to drive acrossContinue reading “Runaway”

Hi-Line Highway

Hi-Line Highway It ain’t the Mother Road, but Highway Two will do. you’ll hit the Mother Lode, when y’er passin’ through. Windin’ from the prairie, up to the Great Divide, rollin’ through the country, Montana high and wide. Watches set at State Line, good old Mountain Time, the slot machines are fine, you can spendContinue reading “Hi-Line Highway”

Murica’s Mayor

Fealty to the Former Guy was his fatal flaw, Lies and litigation led him to cross the law. He said that “Truth’ ain’t “truth”, told a slew of lies, Standin’ before the cameras right before our eyes. Held a Presser at Four Seasons, ‘twas a landscape place, Next door to the sex shop, he’s lyingContinue reading “Murica’s Mayor”