The Green Around This Place

The area we’re in is green

Tree’s everywhere

Ain’t it just like a hospital?

To try to make you feel calm?

Who here is calm?

Nobody wants to be here

It’s only one peg above a funeral parlor

But, do your best

The best you can to keep it under control

Your temper, is all up to you

Straight

Straight and narrow

No drinks

No fun

Just wait for the prognosis

And hope for the best

There’s hope left in that

© Dicky J Loweman 2104

 

 

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