Middle Man Blues

*Add your favorite blues riff*

Is dis da Winter of My Discontent?

I can't seem to keep no money,

Can hardly pay da rent.

My beans burn in da kitchen.

Aint got no propane for da grill.

Can't afford to buy da refined gas,

Gotta push da car up da hill.

Big Daddy's on da chemo.

Obama's knockin' at da door.

Somehow I'm still in da five percent,

How dis bitch gonna pay any more?

Aint got no presents.

Aint got no tree.

Can't shake these blues

That are hangin' on me.

I got me some puppies.

They aint got no bones.

If we don't pay da banker man...

They aint gonna have no home.

We got a Sugar Daddy up North

Says he's gonna make da deals.

He say it be any day, for many days...

"Girl you sittin' on extra,

You aint gonna miss no meals."

Middle man is disappearin'

Aint no government check for me.

They say I got too much to qualify,

But how can dat be?

If no good deed goes unpunished,

But every dog has its day.

Things has gots to do some changin'

That's all I'm gonna say.

I saw a bright, majestic, red bird,

 A cardinal that landed on my tree.

It watched me through my window,

Staring eye to eye, directly at me.

It seemed to know a secret,

One that I had not been told.

Perhaps the mysteries of the ages

In his wings he did enfold.

The cold was all around him,

Ice glittered, snow danced.

Though this deserted aviator held tightly to his perch,

Alone on that solitary branch.

Sky above him,

Earth below...

Where would he journey next?

Neither one of us seemed to know.

He stayed for only one more moment,

This brief juncture in time.

We shared an inquisitive glance.

We shared an effortless rhyme.

Merry Christmas. In memory of my grandmother, Katherine Burris.