She met a girl
This girl had nowhere to stay
And she had 2 kids
So you couldn’t leave her on the street
And she was a druggy
Bad
About 4 needles a day
So she said the girl could stay
For a while
And then later she wanted to move back in
She phoned up the girl
The girl said, yeah, soon
She went to see her house
There were maggots in the kitchen
And a hole in the door
Where the police had kicked it in
She didn’t say anything
But when she came back
The girl was gone
She’d ripped her off for
a washing machine and a water bed
Jane Virgo ©
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