My Pen Needs A Low Jack

My Pen Should Have A Lowjack
A customer stole my pen & said it was his.
A fat, old, Hispanic male on a bike stole
my mom's money at the bus stop out of her shopping cart.
My mom stole my daughter.
She kicked out & divorced my father.
My brother calls me the bitch.
My Co Workers believe I am annoying.
The union job don't schedule me enough hours.
I want full time work not part time pay.
My engine is leaking oil.
My tooth needs a permanent filling.
I avoid any further drilling.

It sucks to be poor.
It is a fire hazard just to use one door.
The grass is not green.
The house is filthy & unclean.
Nats in the kitchen, bathroom, & backroom.
A sty inside & out.
I can't wait to move the fuck out.

Only half the burners on the stove work.
Shit water came up through the tub drain.
The oven don't work.
The bed springs creak.
The refrigerator leaks.
The door knobs don't lock.
There are cobwebs on the ceiling.
The floors have no carpet.

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