You got caught up in U-locks,
played chicken with bike cops,
danced badly with employees
at hotel picket lines.
Stole copies from Kinko's,
spray painted the windows,
and slept on the floor for a year.
Then they got you on charges of assaulting an officer,
interfering with a "protector of the peace",
disorderly conduct, harassment, and trespassing;
we panicked, and now you're locked in a jail cell alone.
But don't ever get lonely.
You've got friends in most places.
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