It happened the day I rode the Reading Railroad
on my way to visit the infamous Boardwalk of St Charles place
when much to my dismay
I ran completely out of money
causing my tears to flow like Water Works
but then the kind gentleman next to me asked
if I felt like taking a Chance
for he was a Banker and entrepreneur
who lived and worked on Atlantic Avenue
who swore that if I would show my breasts
on his new website called Community Chest
I would surely have enough funds to rent a room on Park Place
where I could have Free Parking
and not worry about any Income Tax
because I wouldn't own any Property
but as we traveled through the Marvin Gardens
I couldn't help but consider
if I should have brought more deodorant,
as it was beginning to smell like the B and O railroad in this place
and the tension was becoming as thick
as the Oriental woman's lipstick
next to me
who said she was on her way to New York Avenue
and kept showing me pictures of her trip to the Mediterranean
when suddenly I had to apologize
as I didn't have the Luxury of waiting
until the next stop at Pennsylvania Avenue
to hit the ladies room
when instantly I lost my balance
and fell in the passageway
unexpectedly
right before I almost made it
to the Short Line of the bathroom
I unfortunately dropped my bag of weed
that fell out directly in front of the man from Kentucky
who proceeded to tell me
he in fact was never out on bail
working for the Electric Company
but a detective for the Connecticut police department
and I shouldn't worry about bringing all my things
for I was headed straight to Jail




*i know it's silly stupid but I love Monopoly*

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