As I sit here in my home of a cell

Is it daylight or night I can hardly tell

The word around the tin is that today I get out

But there has been daily rumors shouting about

It has been twenty or so years according to the scratches

That I have marked from day one with the old matches

The lights are on and the man has arrived to my room

Is he bringing me good news or is it the regular doom

It’s seems that he was there to take me to the front door

My time here is over and I hope to sleep not on the floor

But I was wrong about that as he took me to my other home

Things looked very different with the Golden Arches dome

Clowns and burgers,fries and cold ice cream looking drinks

My mind was so confused about fast food my eye blinks

There used to be just Mom and Pop cafe’s and yummy shops

Candy stores and all the bars have closed giving up the pops

What the heck is going out here in this crazy different outside place

I really was used to the old world cafe with the table covered lace

No money or cash was used to get some food just a ID card

Yuck I don’t like this outside food the beef and bun is hard