After nine,

Another six or so to go, give or take, its fine,

Drove my “new” boss to do his job,

He lost his license, can’t drink & drive,

Now I wait till he is done,

Long boring wait, but its extra money,

And that is what I do everyday for strive…

Just two days a week,

A few extra bucks is all I seek,

But sitting here with only a book to read,

Is gonna get on my nerves quick,

But I guess I am good, as long as my pee bottle don’t leak…

A few poems seem to come to seed,

The moon out & almost full, I see,

Out here till at least in the morning three,

Would rather be in bed, but think of the money made by me...