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The Fiery Furnaces Visit the Department of Motor Vehicles
CLERK
Can I help the next person in line?
ELEANOR FRIEDBERGER
(approaches, hands clerk a document)
I’m plowing through a stir fry like it’s the last one ever
Tied to my porch with chicken wire and clever
When Vargas dips his fingers into my sticky rice
And up floats a letter from the DMV, very nice
I’d better run down and get my license renewed
Or my cargo line of plastic dolls from Beaconsville is screwed
CLERK
OK, let’s take a look. (pause) Um, is this gentleman with you?
ELEANOR
My brother Matt had my shoes in the cab of his blue truck
He drove out to the bad side of the bluffs with Tony, just my luck
I used the old Fiesta from the parade float to track him down
But some pirates stole the gas so Matt drove me into town
He wouldn’t give my shoes back til I told him my plans
That’s why we’re both here in line getting fluorescent tans
CLERK
Oh.
Read the whole thing here. I laughed, anyway.