WHAT CAN YOU DO?

Inhabitant of a one-horse town
owns a lot of mobile homes
covers sixty-seven acres
once belonging to refugee Quakers
believes that there are little gnomes
that make things happen that are bad
a very incoherent lad
it’s very sad
but hey, what can you do?

Very hot-blooded
boils over the rim
doesn’t harm anyone
doesn’t know anyone
but his mouth can get loud
to reach across town
make senior citizens frown
turn their hearing aids down
but hey, what can you do?

Stashes money between the walls
doesn’t trust banks
doesnt’ pay taxes
sits and relaxes
and waits for them to come for him
and tie him in the electric chair
when they would only make him share
but it really doesn’t pay to care
‘cause what can you really do?

An irrelevant manner
his judgement insists on
making mistakes
and not taking breaks
to settle his mind
which must be on drugs
or crawling with bugs
which result in shoulder shrugs
‘cause I don’t know what to do







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