SEE CHICO, PAGE 6

The Daddy, the baby, the powder, the rat,
the stuff in the box, the words on the back,
the English, the Spanish, the red circle-slash,
the crazy, the father, the boy won't come back.

Dealer and squealer, potty and tinkler,
dad carrying shit or burying his stash,
trash man, drinker, funny man, killer,
laid him down and never got up.

Oye, Oye, this washing machine won't stop--
the open mouth, the helpless cop
laid him down but never got up.
But none of his children, and all of his rats,
danced into fields and sometimes jumped up,
danced into fields and sometimes jumped up.

 

Penya Sandor

What it Means to Be Quirky