Rent is due, funds are scarce and
The landlord is a putz.
Johnny’s failing all his
classes.
Suzie is a klutz.
Momma says she needs new
shoes.
Dad needs a new shirt.
Both bemoan the plight that
comes with
Being poor as dirt.
Grandma called. She thinks
that Grandpa
Should be in a home.
Can’t remember diddly-squat,
His mind has turned to foam.
Bubba fell out of the truck;
Broke an arm and leg.
Won’t be working for a while.
At least he saved the keg.
Aunt Fannie’s getting married
For the twenty-second time.
A slight exaggeration…. But
It should be a crime.
Maybe I’ll sit down tonight
and
Write the Lord a letter,
Offer up a
Hope that it gets better.
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