Black Getto Christmas

i know
some time it snow
 and mabe cold
all they is soup bold
some or told
they
mabe getting uesed cloths
its family
with no bucks 
do what they must
begging door to door
very poor its a decuess
THE 
BLACK GETTO
CHRISTMAS
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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