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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required you perm and prime you shun; You polish up your own stone; You talk trash and jive; You shine of uncertainty; While yet you continually promise me; Heller Shelter relish tones; Cut my landline telephone; Imprison me where you say I belong; give me plenty of accreditation; Concrete placement prevarication; Who is my judge, where is my jury; Placement on "HOLD" it's my mister-minor, huh!! What is this a joke, And just what is a JUKE JOint? Fancy dancer, Chicago headliner; Broken deflated football from Lincoln/Omaha Nebraska; What is thing call "the CORN HUSKERS" By chance the populace can remember Bob Gibson, Robert Boozer who... Maybe Gabriel Union who... And just where is this place What is this space that home to about 400 million From the hood I understood, from Tech High I held my pride; In the ghetto was that fellow teachers said He ain't gonna amount to nothing 1970's Black power you perm and prime you shun; In the ghetto inner city polish up your stone; Speaking Swahili you talkN trash and jive; Politically correct master target you shine of uncertainty; While yet you continually unpromising me; Heller Shelter relish tones, still haten Deacon Jones?; Cut my landline telephone on Facebook unfriend me; Imprison me with closed eyes and mediocrity Where do you say I belong, not here son... git on, get gone; give me plenty of accreditation; Concrete placement prevarication; Who is my judge, where is my jury; Placement on "HOLD" it's my mister-minor, huh!! What is this a joke, Your life's been revoked, Even Lucifer wants you gone Too much heat for him, ha ha!! Chicago's the best... Nebraska (what) is next... So stop playing over and over again Curtis Mayfield and pull on the WINANS yet I still feel even in trouble times then the best decade was the 1970's A BROTHERLY LOVE VERSE TO MY BROTHER Freddie Robinson Jr. a brotherly dedication 8/16/19 Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
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