D’Angelo was a baa dass rapper
Cops suspected he was a kidnapper
A gal climbed into his van
When questioned by a g-man
Rapper claimed he was a ‘Whip-Her-Snapper’
Categories:
g man, car, music, violence,
Form: Limerick
Hard clay roads curving left to right,
Black hot rods roar thou fogy nights,
Carolina, Tennessee, Georgia hills,
Tanks, White lighten, loaded to the gills.
Big motors high speed winding roads,
Cops, road blocks trying to get my load,
G-man get to close I’ll dump it on the run,
Evidence on the road you can watch it burn.
Fancy gadgets, driven skills, it’s like magic,
The G-man hunts for steels like a magnet,
Hid deep in the woods no trials to find,
Copper pots rolls of tube, a holler it’s time
Shotguns, hounds, fires hot, its corn stew
Poor southern boys, got to make a living too.
G-man no matter where you go here in these hills,
There always another load, another white lighten steel.
Categories:
g man, adventure, america, courage, culture,
Form: Light Verse
Please allow me to introduce,
Without any pardon or excuse,
A man who needs no introduction,
To those he’s given instruction,
A man who has always helped me,
To understand extreme fallacy,
Through guidance and edification,
He spreads his extreme education,
Now he never reserves his lessons,
And always leaves his impressions,
Upon those he teaches his schtick,
For he is our scholastic mechanic,
Always he tinkers under the hood,
To find the best of what is good,
And now without further adieu,
I am proud to present to you,
A man who’s mind always races,
And affords us other head cases,
A view most definitely skewed,
By great wisdom and high I.Q.,
A man whom I proudly call my brother,
Who’s humble wit makes him tougher,
Than my boastful wages however manic,
…Our G-Man the scholastic mechanic!
Categories:
g man, brother, dedication, education, imagination,
Form: Ballad