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Kizzy Davis Poem
Bull Rider of Day and Night
Sperm of Population, Home of Insomnia
Place of Yellow Cabs and Nation's NASDAQ's Business
Highlife, Loud, Crime
City of making it Big:
When I am there I am told that you are strong, for I have seen NYPD Blue sirens
everywhere, catching what might harm you or me.
I see the night approach as to cover me with blindness: Yeah in my mind crime
might come for me.
Yet you are a Big Apple, and that apples are good for me: yet you are the Big
Apple that has so much poison.
Is there away for me to escape the worm that may make me sick, and bite into a
better Big Apple:
I feel confined like I am in a box with no way out I need my South for comfort,
High Sky Scrapers with flashy lights like among Las Veges show lights, you look
Bold,and are in an A class line:
Tough as steel like Philadelphia's Arch, Sneaky as a King Cobra,
Open Arms,
Wonderful Shops,
Havoc Traffic,
Block Parties,
Big Bridges, Little Bridges, Over Rises,
Mostly clear starynites, like bling bling earrings, shine like high beams on a car.
Moments of terrible Migraines of the city with too many lights.
Land of many possibilities of many jobs and Famous Celebrities.
Hooray!!!!
Wonderful Place of Famous Baseball Teams, Snowy Winters, Homeless people
Begging, Home of Greed to the Bull Rider, of Day and Night, Sperm of
Population, Home of Insomnia and Place of Yellow Cabs, and Nations.
Copyright © Kizzy Davis | Year Posted 2006
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