If Enuf People Read This I'Ll Reveal Where Michael Jackson Is Hiding

I WENT TO WAR WITH A WALL Don’t worry honey, I protect my life With a concealed and well honed knife No switch blade, just one we had laying around But just like a switch blade it will bring a man down Don’t worry honey, I know the street to well When you walk with me can’t you tell? The street agrees with me and I with the street And more often the street and you should meet It’s a place where animals get out for awhile Away from a place of cement and tile So they rush to the trough just like all the rest And then scurry back to their cage or their nest None of them give a damn about anyone They don’t even trust a priest or a nun Wave the Monroe Doctrine in front of them and they wince Because everyone there thinks he’s still a prince So when I go to Wall Street to rob and steal You know it baby, your lover is for real Oh, and just in case I happen to fail Make sure you can get money for my bail © 2011.….Phreepoetree