Local FM

We called her local her local Fm
she was in the sense
A reporter for the street
though in age late sixties

A tall women ,widow
with lean body
she was there the witness
but always tortured me


With three girls
and one son
she wanted to rule me
Knowing  my problems



Her best friend said so
Her daughter said so
Oh,Local Fm
you are the thief

Her best friend says so
Her son says so
you are the sinner
you are the ruiner


Your best friend says you
murder of your husband
who was a drunkyard
she says you killed her in deep sleep

Oh local Fm
your mental child
never let me be happy
your best friend says
you are outcousted in her home