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July 29, 2005
the bill collector
his name was Derek
and he was a real
pain in my ass
every day
around 1:00
hed call
asking for the wife
who wasnt home
and would I
take down his number
we already have your number Derek
I would tell him
but then the worm
would say
then what is it?
and I would tell him
its 1 800 eat shit
then
I would hang up
then the phone would ring
3 seconds later
and his mouth
would already be running
when I tapped
the answer button
if I had music playing
which I usually did
I would set the phone
on top of a speaker
and let him listen to a song
until
the song
played out
then I would hear him
squawking
through the line
but then
on cue
a new song
would drown him
out again
sometimes he would last
3
or 4
songs
but eventually
the line
would go dead
it seems that he
didnt like
my taste in music
good
now I can get back to my
unemployment
drinks
while somewhere in
Denver
our friend Derek
will get back to his
song and dance
that no one
sees
nor cares
to listen
to
Posted by Drexler at July 29, 2005 03:01 PM