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1148 Greentree Lane

1148 Greentree Lane

Circa: 23rd of Tevet, 5760
to 15th of Tevet, 5770
in accordance
with Hebrew date

(converted, asper Gregorian
Calendar) courtesy of Google,
which place of residence i.e.
tract 1950's) housing Penn

Valley, Pennsylvania,
I did execrate
essentially promised tubby our,
(sans myself, missus

and deux daughters),
wrought abysmal fate,
where surviving members
of spouse's birth family

did supremely succeed in create
ting a hellacious,
malicious, and pernicious
living space oft times,

(when we broke
our daily bread) during
first decade of

second millennium
Anno Domini worse fate
regarding bloody living social state
inviting longing tubby grate

fully dead, though premature
demise would terminate
opportunity of experiencing quasi
death row time,

I would hate
tough missed bing
cherry lee and pit
tuff fully accused
co-opting tenure

as an ingrate
as perceived by in-laws,
nieces, and nephews,
who would not tolerate

my mental illness (schizoid
personality disorder
with ample helping of
high anxiety, and panic attacks),

coon sitter ring excruciating
difficulty maintaining employment
as reason to denigrate

pushing this struggling
young family to absquatulate,
especially as figurative toxic
barbs didst accelerate

soon after, we sit foot
upon cluttered premises, jam packed,
which haphazardly (helter
skelter like) didst accumulate

with generations of trappings coagulate
ting heirlooms, hence
presenting impossible
mission to accommodate

the Harris kith (steeped amidst,
a hoarder's paradise),
elusively east of Eden
teasing chronic pennilessness,

(mine lifetime theme) aggravate
ting this humble fellow,
whose person others
found an easy

scapegoat to humiliate
marrying into a blood
of bigoted, pigheaded,
and small minded obdurate

folks intolerant
of every creed dance
except frum Israel,
and/or an affiliate,

this un men sheen hubble,
and purported "moocher,"
meme kickstarter husband
quickly hashtagged to appropriate

accommodations never cared
to earn good graces
of MainLine
rich Jewish culture,

this atheist among hoi polloi,
a roll (i.e. challah),
he could never assimilate.

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