Poetry from the Creek
A personal collection of poetry ...
29 March 2008
Fat Like A Rolling Stone
I am going to branch out, spread my wings,
apply for an internet job involved in money
laundering. Only needs 3 – 4 hrs per week,
a whole lot less than I spend on a damn PC
routinely wreaking poetic havoc anyway.
EUR 1,000 (p/m) minimum seems okay, a
fair reward; but no way the scam’s legit –
couldn’t be, but who gives a shit. I imagine
my job will be recruiting mugs to be the
donkeys while I get fat like a Rolling Stone.
© 31 January 2008, I. D. Carswell
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