Weekly Vocab 17
|From:||Christopher Wright <faceloran@...>|
|Date:||Sunday, August 3, 2003, 0:58|
The police make sure that my house is safe.
They are very rude, however.
They say that these herbs (hem-hem) are illegal.
They cannot prove my guilt without a witness.
They say I'm a dirty foreign wretch, but I'm a naturalized citizen.
Foreigners are a vital part of industry, providing cheap labor at the
expense of the native citizens.
All I know is, I'm earning my supper.
Actually, I know something else: my supper tastes like mud.
My cupboard is devoid of food, as is my refrigerator.
My significant other keeps a large amount of alcohol there, though.
I may have to go nomail in less than a month due to college, but I'll keep
up with the Weekly Vocab--I hope.