Tag Archives: Poor

Poet Who Kicked Tires Hospitalized With Foot Injury

They said they found the car for me,

Right in my price range.

A week later I totaled it

When I got an oil change.

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When You Trade Favors For Food Stamps

I tried to find a sugar momma

But nobody has money in da hood.

I settled for a sweet ‘n low cousin

And I’m her splenda baby. It’s all good.

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