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GETTING MY MONTHLY WELFARE WON'T GET ME TOO FAR IN PARIS...RENT IS EXPENSIVE AND YOU MUST PAY SOME
LIKE 2 MONTHS IN ADVANCE...SO I JUST FORGET ABOUT ANY KIND OF HOUSING RESEARCH AND SIMPLY BOUGHT A LITTLE TENT (50 BUCKS)
AND A BIKE((50 BUCKS)...SO I ESCAPE THE SUBWAY CONTROLLERS AND THEIR RUDE FINES...AND I TRAVEL THRU PARIS ON BIKE...I PUT
SOME FLOWERS ON IT AND MANY PEOPLE APPRECIATE SEEING ME PASS SINGING AND WHISTLING ...
I SPEND MY DAY BY MY FRIEND PAP DOING A DO TO HELP HIM IN THE SURVIVAL...THERE IS WATER TO BRING
FROM THE DISTANT FOUNTAIN IN HEAVY JERRICANS AND THE BIKE SURELY HELPS...
ALL THE VILENIES LAID ON POOR PEOPLE ARE EASIER TO HANDLE WHEN UNITED IN THE SAME FIGHT ...WHEN YOU
GIVE AN HELPING HAND TO SOMEONE WHO SUFFERS HELL...
10 YEARS HAVE PASSED SINCE MY MAN PAP DID FILLED AN APPLICATION TO GET A BETTER HOUSING...OUT OFF
THIS SQUATT WHERE HE HAS BEEN LIVING WITH YOUNG CHILDREN ...10 YEARS OF GOING UP AND DOWN TO THE ADMINISTRATION ...BEGGING
PEOPLE WHO MOST OF THE TIME WERE GETTING THEIR KICKS OUT JUST BY SEEING HIM SUFFER...PROMISES...PROMISES...ALWAYS PROMISES...BUT
REALITY IS STILL AS CRUEL AS THESE TWO DOGGONED SONS OF A GUN ....COMING IN THE WOODS OF VINCENNES ON THEIR TALL HORSES ONE
EARLY MORNING AROUND 10 AM....FIERCELY TELLING ME TO UNDO MY TENT ...TO PACK MY STUFF AND HIT THE ROAD...
I STAY IN THE CITY DURING THE DAY AND I COME IN
THE FOREST AT NIGHT ...PLANT MY TENT ...SLEEP MY SLEEP AND IN THE MORNING I HAVE TO UNDO THE TENT ...PACK IT AND HIT
THE ROAD AGAIN...WEEK-ENDS I STAY IN THE WOODS TO REST ..THE GENDARMES DON'T LIKE IT..GO FURTHER BACKWOOD TO CAMP AND EARLY
MORNING ....MOVE ON...!..SO THEY SAY
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| AND YOU CAN SEE THAT MY LOAD IS HEAVY .. |
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| YOU CAN SEE THAT THE LAND IS FROZEN...THAT IT IS KIND OF COLD... |
BOY ...THEY GOT ME REAL ANGRY...THE GENDARMES WERE TELLING ME TO LIVE WITHIN 5 MINUTES...THEN THEY WENT ON PROBABLY TO
DRINK THEIR WINE AS REGULAR...I STARTED TO YELL AT THEM REAL LOUD ...FOR THE STARS TO HEAR MY VOICE..MY SPEECH WAS STRONG
AND THEATRICAL...SO THEY LOOKED LIKE STUPID DUMMIES...LIKE COWARDS WHO ONLY ATTACK THE LITTLE ONES AND BEND DOWN IN VENERATION ... OPEN
THEIR BATTIES AND SHUT THEIR CLOTS WHEN AROUND GEORGES BUSH AND HIS CRIMINAL CROWDS OF MOINEY ANGRY PRESIDENTS...THESE TWO
GUNMEN WERE NOT SO TALL ON THEIR HORSE AS THEY WERE GOING AWAY FROM ME ......OH YES ...MY BOYS ...I CURSED THEM TO HELL ...!!!!
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