Ordinary Days

We’re not like other people, Cory. We’re weird.

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Stop grade grubbing! Don’t you have any dignity?

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Someone like you.

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Cause bluebirds don’t fly without their wings and when we put them in a cage the world can’t hear them sing.

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“George, are you violating the no-fly zone over my rack?”

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His name’s not Fatty. It’s Piggy.

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I wish I was at a hootenanny in Harlem.

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Tomorrow’s on its way and there’s always new songs to sing.

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I can’t tonight. I have chlamydia.

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