Sunday, June 15, 2008

Bank of America erred in my favor

Bank of America erred in my favor,
Two hundred new ducats in my account!
What act of charity, what behavior
Rewarded me this auspicious amount?

20 buys beer and cigarettes.
40 pays for a parking ticket.
One hundred and forty for a halfie of sess,
Sell three eighths. The rest, roll that shit.

The beer is gone, the volume rising,
The squares and weed are working well.
Where is the smoke-sack, is it hiding?
Vanished to nowhere as far as can tell.

The Lord that gives from the thinnest air
Hath stopped the wind from blowing there.
Two Benji Franks, a sack to slang,
And none to smoke. It isn't fair.

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