big town blues (xviii)
had a bad night

had a bad night
ok the half bottle of wine didn’t help
but this dratted hotel has thin walls
and the bloody bed in the next room squeaked
and the buggers were enthusiastic
not met for a while i’d guess

i think i prefer a hotel
with mortuary pipes
at least you get to control
the when

or a hotel by a railway
the trains might rattle the walls

but at least there’s no
underground envy

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