For my birthday, I was booted out of my abode.
What made matters worse, I had already paid for a week's rent in advance.
I never had a leg to stand on.
The police said move on.
I lived out of my car.
I had been doing driving lessons.
Too many, and the cost was too much.
It was a race against being evicted.
I had outstayed my welcome.
They wanted more.
More and more.
But the place wasn't worth it.
A tin shack, basically.
March 8th, I was in a rented car.
Same day, car broke down.
My first car had broken down.
It was a lemmon.
I didn't have a leg to stand on.
'Fuck off cunt before I teach you a lesson with my crowbar.'
The manager didn't like being told he had sold me a lemmon.
So I bought another car.
Not a lemmon.
Then the first car was fixed up. Fuck, fucking lemmon.
Two cars now, and I have no where to park them.
I'd deal with it.
Parking cars in industrial zones is easy.
Fucking bitch.
She was ugly too.
Fucking big hipped baby maker.
A fucking farmer from the Delta.
She fucked me over.
Fucking foreigners.
Wish they never came here.
They think we are in their way.
It's their country now.
Trust me, it really is...
I only lost all my possessions.
Interesting, you might think I'm just being racist, it was only the foreigners, who had emigrated to Australia to avoid persecution, who were the ones persecuting me.
Think on that woke bitch.
