Been up all night long,
thinking maybe I got it
all damn wrong! There
is no sleep for this writer
until I figure out where
I should go, is there place
I belong? Will I hear it
at dawns early light from
a bird in song?
I keep hearing Brenda Lee
in my head, maybe all those
despicable guests on Oprah or
Larry King belly aching,
"I'm sorry! So Sorry!"
That could keep me up like a
bowl of bad curry, but it all
could begin in "worry?"
Images of Alice being ripped
off by the moment by organized
movement of those with greed
in their heart and I on their tongue!
Rules and regulations are to be
flung while breathing air that
kills the lung! Has the fat lady
already sung?
No dreaming tonight! Nightmares
were up first and are still at bat!
Reality of Alice getting too fat
while in her budget there is no fat!
Bankers, stock brokers and all of
the players step on her like a door
mat! Only ones to get caught is a
rat who could not figure out maze
for way out.......
Barry McChangky 
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