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Again he is stirred with contempt, and beneath it…

July 1st, 2010 · No Comments · Uncategorized

Again he is stirred with contempt, and beneath it a vague compassionYa know, Momma, I’m a lucky guy
You’re a crook, Mary says
Keep still, the mother saysAll right, Son, if you’re lucky, it’s good(He’s annoyed at himselfIt’s a bad idea to say you’re lucky Gaw ahead, become a nunHow’s Steve?
He works so hardHis Mikey, the little one, was sick
I’ll see him one of these days
You children should stick together(Two of them are dead, the others married except for Mary and CasimirHe has given her paolo gucci women’s watches money for the apartment: the scattered lace doilies, the new upholstered chair, the candlesticks on the bureau are his contributionBut the place is unutterably drabAaaah, it’s dis-gustin’
What, Casimir?
Nothin’, Momma, I gotta go nowHere, here’s some moneyWill ya get your teet’ fixed for Crisake?
Good-bye, CasimirHe looks at her againGood luck to ya, kiddo
Sure, here’s a little something for you tooHe presses it into her hand, skips out the door and down the stairsSome kids are trying to black fendi spy jimmy the hub plate off his car and he scatters themIt’s not much to last for three days, and he’s been losing lately in the poker games at Lefty’sWin, lose, it’s all in the cards

He bounces the little brunette off his knee, saunters over to Lefty and the hood from Kabriskie’s outfitThe four-piece band hired for the party is playing softly, and some drinks have been spilled already on the end tables
What can I do for ya, Lefty?
I want ya to meet Wally BolettiThey nod, talk for a little women’s rolex watch while
You’re a good man, Polack, Lefty says
Kabriskie’s lookin’ for somebody to run the girls over in the south end of his section
That’s it, huh?
Yeah
He mulls it for a moment(It’s more money of course, a lot more, and he can use it, but It’s a touchy setup, he mutters(A little switch in the political end, a double-cross by some outfit, and he’ll be the target
How old are ya, Polack?
Twenty-four, he lies
Damn young, Wally says
I want to t’ink the damn thing over, Polack saysIt is the first hermes vintage time he has been unable to make a decision in his life
No hurry, but no sayin’ it’s gonna be open next week
I’ll take the chance

Only, the next day while he is still debating a letter comes from his draft boardThere’s a guy over on Madison Street who pricks eardrums, and he gives him a ring
But on the way over, Polack changes his mind
Aaaah, t’ hell wit’ it, the percentages are runnin’ outHe turns around and drives back calmlyBeneath his mind a wonder is working
It’s a big thing, he chanel cambon purse mumbl

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