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December 24, 2011

 

This year, maybe, do you think i can graduate?

I’m already two years late.

Dropped out six months when I was seven,

A year when i was eleven,

then got put back when we came North.

To get through high school at twenty’s kind of late--

But maybe this year I can graduate.

 

Maybe now I can have that white enamel stove

I dreamed about when we first fell in love

eighteen years ago

but you know

rooming and everything

then kids,

cold water flat and all that.

But now my daughter is married

And my boy’s most grown --

quit school to work--

and where we’re moving

There ain’t no stove

Maybe I can buy that white enamel stove!

 

Me, I always did want to study French

It don’t make sense

I’ll never go to France

but night schools teach French.

Now at last I’ve got a job

where i get off at five,

in time to wash and dress

so, s’il-vous plait, I’ll study French!

 

Someday.

I’m gonna buy two new suits at once!

 

All I want is..

one more bottle of gin

 

All i want is a wife who will

work with me and not against me.  Say,

baby, could you see your way clear?

 

Heaven, heaven is my home

This world I’ll leave behind

When i set my feet into glory

I’’ have a throne for mine.

 

I want to pass the civil service

I want a television set.

 

You know, as old as I am, I ain’t never

owned a decent radio yet?

 

 

 

 

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