Thettamore

I’ll tell me grandma, down in NYC “Ain’t this the place to be?” No sales tax, no strict laws—I can live free! The only place with a real blue sky Tell me, gran! “Live free or die!” New Hampshire! The Granite State! Forget the vermin, mainaics, or the massholes—we’ll get ‘em straight! Cowhamshire, ain’t it great? Hey, Sammy! Let’s get booze and fireworks at Wal-Mart! We can add some skis to our cart. White Mountains, Boston, Hampton Beach! Anywhere, in forty minutes we’ll reach! Let’s applause the snow days every week! The 90-degree summers ain’t too ble

Hoboes of Hoboken Louisville, Kentucky 1933 Brother, Can You Spare a Dime? “Well, shoot,” I mutter to myself, “this ain’t gonna get me a-nowheres.” From the untrained eye, one would think I’m gonna get a-runned over by this freight train a-chuggin’ my way, but I’m a man with a mission. I raise my eyes to meet the quickly comin’ boxcars, and ready myself to jump. My hair is tousled as the train comes passin’ by with a whoosh! I pause, and with a groan, turn around and walk over to a lone rock. I watch the train chug by with a scowl on my face. It’s the third time I’ve chick