The Town Bike

In senior year, we argued who would be what, who'd go far.
You, drunk on gin, said: "I'll be a minister. That's my star."
We laughed our asses off at your little joke.
Every guy knew you were the town bike, easy to stoke.

And yesterday I read the news: you got the post,
Deputy Minister of Defense, so proud, almost a ghost.
I was in shock until the evening. I couldn't sleep,
Imagining how she got her medals, in a pile, in a heap.

The town bike from some small, forgotten town,
Never said no: by the pool, in the barn, with the boys around.
Everyone figured your only path was the gutter, the street.
And now you're sitting in the Ministry of Defense. How sweet.

I read your bio: short and dry, no details to be found.
School, university, then suddenly the military round.
For what merit? The censors won't say.
You made your career by thirty-five, a clich;.

The main skill you mastered: knowing who to please, who to serve.
And I'm sick for the country where such things have their nerve.
Everything's for sale, everything has its price.
What's the price? Who cares? No one looks twice.

The town bike from some small, forgotten town,
Never said no: by the pool, in the barn, with the boys around.
Everyone figured your only path was the gutter, the street.
And now you're sitting in the Ministry of Defense. How sweet.

The town bike from some small, forgotten town,
Never said no: by the pool, in the barn, with the boys around.
Everyone figured your only path was the gutter, the street.
And now you're sitting in the Ministry of Defense. How sweet.

*Town Bike (жарг.) - означает легкодоступную девчонку, на которой может прокатиться каждый парень района.

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