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The Big City

byMy Erotic Tale©

I have from time to time
got out on the highway
and gone
to the Big City!

I found things strange,
like talking to a menu,
they'd say, "Drive thru!"
They call it fast food
but it taste like
a big shitty!

At red lights,
People wash your windshield
then put a hand out
for a low five
'never seen nothing like it
lands sake a live'
another red light spit sheen
raising my fist
"Don't you dare spit!"
to late ...
'winshield spitty'

When a highway sits
like a parking lot
that's when I say,
"I have had enough
of the big shitty!"

I can put my arms out
and practically touch
house to house
living on top of one another
crammed so close together
it's a pity
the way they live
in the big shitty.

It smells like exhaust
and refried beans
every once in a while
I see a surviving tree
living in the big shitty.

I see a flock of pigeons
and it made me smile
finally reached the red light
I've been waiting on
for quite awhile.

Giving it the gas
as I leave
hauling ass
'from'
the Big City!

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