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Point of View: Leaf Sucker

Suck them away, suck them away.
By
Jack Graves

Leaf sucker, leaf sucker,

What do you say?

Do me a boon, visit me soon,

Suck them away, suck them away.

 

Leaf sucker, leaf sucker,

Do as you did 

In the village today,

For all that we pay

You’d think we’d see more

Coming our way.

 

Leaf sucker, leaf sucker,

Don’t pass us by,

We’ve raked to the road

By our humble abode,

There they will lie,

There they will lie.

 

Bagging’s a pain, 

There’s a strain 

In my ass,

I’m middle class,

Please come up here fast,

It’s starting to rain.

 

Five hundred clams

I shelled out last year,

My neighbor did, too,

He’s moved to Cape Fear.

Isn’t it queer,

Isn’t it queer.

 

Town coffers are full,

Or so it’s been said, 

not in the red, not in the red.

Wife says you’ve sold them,

And if that is so,

Borrow the village’s,

And give it a go,

For I am half dead, I am half dead.

 

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