Sour Sonnets of a Sorehead & Other Songs of the Street/Sorehead Sonnet Eight

by James Percival Haverson

Sorehead Sonnet Eight

If I could hit a healthy handed hunch
I'd cut these moanin' tides around the bar,
This graftin' schooners er a bum cigar
An' stallin' round to get a chance to munch
A one-act meal of overworked free lunch.
If I could hit the velvet in a car
That would be going fast an' goin' far,
You bet your life that I would blow the bunch.
Oh Gee! this bein' stony broke is tough,
An' lookin' for a job would drive you blind;
This burg's a peacheroo to leave behind.
Say, I ain't handin' out no side show guff,
But talkin' on the square, an' most refined,
I think this bloomin' world's a bunch of bluff.