The Yard Boy
Dumbbell lifts up and down
weight watcher clown
preens like a blow hard
pacing the yard.
Wearing a white face
with money and place
a sense of entitlement
all the way to hell sent.
Doing the dime
with no fear of the time.
Superior skin
took a left to the chin,
now the cock of the walk
can't even talk.
Supreme courts of justice
may take care of us,
animals in this zoo
will take care of you.
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