Trailers are
more than a shelter,
They’re a
gift from the asphalt god…
They offer
the perks of a mansion,
While
squatting on rich men’s sod.
A safe house
for an outlaw,
The perfect
hide-a-way, ready to roll,
A cabin
parked in Wal-Mart’s lot,
Cheap
housing, for one on the dole.
Trailers are
the safety nets,
Where falling
meth addicts crash…
Some
trailers are the dumpsters,
And the
occupants, the trash.
Some
trailers make it possible,
To live on a
sandy beach…
Gathered
like wagons in a circle,
We find the good life within reach.
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