Thursday, October 11, 2007

Political Poem

the baddest assed police
are so righteous oh baby
one said im tired
of this tired of this im
tired yall of this cussin'
his hunkered arms quivered
his partner said well actually said
nothing just deflated into a squad car

these righteous police exasperated
roll out huffing no arrests
and the hoodlums shake no collars
can crime climb so high oh baby
above the knee high strides of
our baddest acid cops

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