Quids in

I was blown out, shown the door,
walked across an empty floor.
I was thrown out for the sin
of talking back to a man in black
who said ‘Hey son, cut the crap,
around here you gotta be
quids in.’

Got a job,
a dismissal,
a new car
and a whistle.
But then again
to my surprise:

I was blown out, shown the door,
walked across an empty floor.
Would I lie to you?
Quids in.

I was blown out, shown the door,
walked across an empty floor.
I was thrown out for the sin
of talking back to a man in black
who said ‘Hey son, cut the crap,
around here you gotta be
quids in.’

Got a job,
a dismissal,
a new car
and a whistle.
But then again
to my surprise:

I was blown out, shown the door,
walked across an empty floor.
Would I lie to you?
Quids in.

Would I lie to you?
Quids in.

Would I lie to you?
Quids in.

Copyright Keith Ames

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