eviction shame in highgate village 12.03.17
with out even blinking
on me your door closed
i was distraught sniffing and drinking
now your shame is exposed.
our rent agreement was solid
provided always was the reddies
i forgave human feces that were sordid
in return were poems on queen george and freddies.
a new career reunites
but my back i am turning
not playing the card for human rights
for the red box i am not yearning.
let them in to fly post
little or no reward
closing the red box i will always toast
its how i found the message board.
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