Ovis held a stately downtown business
and he took on debt to protect his nest
Reginald Quarter’s my name, if you’d like
if you seek the counter, I rip the feit
breaching the law found Ovis behind bars
bleaching their blood from the dry drapery
Henderson, north lies our getaway car
Quarter tails the foliate to spot Avery
Ovis the great proclaims his final wish
clock’s gone purple, I am less than a cent
Henderson steps up to line, one last dish
take a rest, the thrill was not enough rent
signs became like eyes on black boulevards
leaves falling from the money tree like cards
Video Narration: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7QyeF5QK4g
(Written October 2020)