Postcard #46

December 9th, 2015

"Take me to your leader," said a robotic vacuum cleaner
"I need a word or two with whoever who is in charge of all of this
I ain't talking up pure shit no more till you address this gap between the rich and poor
Oh Europe, please
You can't afford refugees but you have thought crap like me

I suck, you suck
But I don't suck as much as you suck
I suck, you suck
But I don't suck as much as you suck so good luck

I didn't ask to be the Christmas gift of the year
Please let me cry a little, robot tear
I hope you kept the receipt, trade me for something to eat
For someone on the street
Mmm, someone on the street
Oh, somebody on the street
Mmm, someone on the street."