Kitchen Rap--
KITCHEN RAP--
more than jelly
you are on my bread
turn on the music, then we jam
I run to the table
to got the butter
but you enable, cheese
you smiling at the clutter
kitchen cabinets closed
all the can goods in a roll
something's calling me
must be the canned okra?
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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