We will do up the town!

 

How often those words are spoken.

When I was young

There was nothing my father could do wrong.

And then a jealous envious bitch arrived.

Jimmy took my little sister's hand

And insisted he was her daddy.

We even had to go to court.

A six-year-old was claiming

He had produced sperm

Actually, the boy had no idea.

He simply wanted to be the boss.

After the trail where he lost.

He walked her over to Santa Claus

And tried to get him to marry them.

She died when she was not even six

Never having a life to enjoy.

Meanwhile, he can't tell the difference

And won't leave me alone.

Now he says we are married

And it is forever!

My mother had a complete mental breakdown.

Over this stupid kid 

With rich parents who spoiled him.

All he understands is to keep showing

Me his, you know, even in a courtroom.

Could he please put it back.

Well, at least make him zip up.

I don't know why I have to put up with it.

No one knows how to make me understand

That Jimmy is not going to give in

And neither am I.

This is my town.

I grew up here not Jimmy.

I am tired of being run out of it.

I was pulled out of my own housing.

They have taken all the contents

And thrown away a lifetime of all those 

Who lived with us or around us.

Meanwhile, I want to cut off his head!

Another day and another rejection.

She told us the lady preacher

To come back Monday night

To receive our cooked supper

Instead of the turkey that everyone else 

Are providing, and our fixings

For our holiday meal.

When we arrived, there was only a dozen

Instead of two hundred

We were told again that we would

Be receiving a holiday package.

After her blessing us with scripture

We got a cooked meal

And more of the same thing

Boxes of granola and canned tomato soup

That is not a holiday package

Nor fixens for the holidays.

Salvation army is telling people

If they show up, they will give them

A precooked meal to take home

And a turkey!

Why are they doing this?

This is the old Lutheran church

We used to belong.

But the Samoans arrived

From Samoa with no place 

To live nor work.

They were allowed to stay

With the idea they would take over

The care of the community.

I remember arriving a little while ago

And having trouble with her and her husband

I ended up being mugged in their lot

And losing my wallet and my car.

Somehow one believes it is not their fault

But then they won't do the Lord's work 

Come on. If you want to honey

I can quite scripture as well.

It is like being six years old

And having an angry Vivian

Stand next to you

Demanding child support

For the horrible Bridget

She is raising for us.

The girl is not more than five 

Years younger than me

Everyone knows that it is too young.

Even the Judge told them that I was not the mother

But the congregation allowed them

To continue showing up

Afterwards I found out they were bleeding my father dry.

The conversation between him and his friends

Was that when he turned eighty years old

They were going to do up the town.

It must have been something his grandpa

Might have done when he was young.

Those east coast people 

Lived through the Civil war

Went into hiding and then the Great Depression

Hit everyone hard.

They still had money but did not talk about it

Until someone came along, and they blew it on a party.

My father was a good man

He lived and worked hard.

Never being allowed the same privileges

As others due to being a mixed breed.

He was a war hero and a college lecturer

But did not live past sixty

Because Jimmy killed him in front of me

And then I was told to sit there watching hm

They were going to take care of it.

Instead, nothing has been done

But allow hi to continue his mental games

He has shooed away another suitor of mine.

Meanwhile he has so many children

That he has insisted are mine.

It is considered Fraud 

To take or use someone else money

Removing it from my wallet

Or putting their names down 

Either way it is prison time.

The Chrisley's are going to Federal

For fraud and they were also locals.

Where is it going to end

When jimmy dies now that he is over sixty

And done nothing his whole life

Except make up stories in his head

And tell people lies about who he is 

And provide extortion or blackmailing 

For others to keep the normal ones

From doing normal things.

Even Joseph did not get to do up the town

He had to sit with grandchildren

At the White House

No Las Vegas nor Paris trip

Just grandpa having to hide 

From the outside cameras

He gave one away on a wedding

Then pardoned two turkeys 

From being eaten for Thanksgiving

While the Christmas tree has arrived.

I remember living in New York city

Waking up to have a fir blocking y door

By the time the police arrived 

I had been on the phone to many

It was extremely tall

Wrong delivery or just a joke

I donated it and someone came

And took it away

I heard later that Nancy

Had a failed delivery for her tree

And then miracously 

Well, one never knows does one?