Do a Good Job
Do what you can
for the people
the city really is
something else
to see
things fall apart
to be worried
about everything
but what worry does
to a body in the city
to lick your minty
sneeze from the sky
to help a sister out
the city is on maximum
the city is slippery
the city is clubbing my head
making me feel like a dumb-ass
run around the city
do a good job
city sparkle
city sleepwalk
city celebrate
the end of everything
for the people
the city really is
something else
to see
things fall apart
to be worried
about everything
but what worry does
to a body in the city
to lick your minty
sneeze from the sky
to help a sister out
the city is on maximum
the city is slippery
the city is clubbing my head
making me feel like a dumb-ass
run around the city
do a good job
city sparkle
city sleepwalk
city celebrate
the end of everything
posted by Todd Colby at 9:28 AM
1 Comments:
Hello Todd:
I host a poetry show on the internet called i-outlaw, http://i-outlaw.blogspot.com , and wanted to know if you could record your poem "Do a Good Job" for the next episode...
Let me know: bmarcacci AT gmail DOT com
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