The scene is set in little Italy.
The Mafia boss sits behind the table,
says, look here, we got a problem.
Trash day is Wednesday, and it's Monday.
Tuesday's are my Tee time, at 2ish. Jake
You handling the Problem of Sunday well?
"Yeah", the corrupt politician lies.
The screen flutters in the background,
It shows the Pope on the news, some
Rebroadcast, earlier spent circling looping
Replaying.
Good, my niece's Christening is Saturday,
and Thursdays, well, don't talk to me about
Thursdays.
Friday, you don't get paid, unless I see that
Bill pass that says, Mob bosses get 99% of the
Respect around here.
The politician climbs from his seat, half asleep
Tired with vexation and corruption, "Yes, sir".
He walks out of the principals' office, lectured to
Nicely.
Christopher Baird 2012 ©
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