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Measure For Measure
(I said, "Linda, you really have stepped out!") You told her she has to wear her clothes sometimes. She was standing by her car. As you sat in front of Dunkin’s Grocery, you eyed her with a smile. She was the Minister’s wife and I am nobody. Don’t you want to see my waist in its shape - The figure of my hips swaying, My butt in a switch? I know you want to feel my licks. You seem to think you can make me feel awkward. You are my girlfriend’s father. Your wife has suggested I am trying to like her husband. You are a man I do not want to discover. Don’t you want to see my waist in its shape, The figure of my hips swaying - My butt in a switch? I know you want to get your kicks. Your daughter did teenage pregnancy. Many of the girls in Leland had their first child before me. My sister did as well. Why do you think you can make me less than I am? Don’t you want to see my waist in its shape - The figure of my hips swaying, My butt in a switch? I know you say I am not nothing but a b*t*h. In all, you self-identify as a Negro. Your occupation is an employee on a farm. Your sons you have taught status-quo. Mr. Howard, why are the Sexton’s girls nothing to you but whores? Don’t you want to see my waist in its shape, The figure of my hips swaying - My butt in a switch... I know you cannot name me imperfect. Measure for Measure! __________________________________/ Penned on May 15, 2014.
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