norway house

norway house

A Poem by Leroy Sinclair
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Norway house

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Norway House

My brothers..........

On our warpath.........

From Manitoba......

Down to California

Hunting my imposter

Mr Richard Burnish

Pretendin' to be me

Leroy Sinclair, on the radio

I called him

He made promises....

Promising two cartons of cigarettes

Two boxes of beer and a bottle of liquor.......

Instead I get cheap beads

A pair of mucklucks and a dream catcher

Tell Richard Burnish it's on....

On like friggin' donkey kong until the break a' dawn

And tell 'em I got a tube steak smothered in underwear

With his stinkin' name on it

I'm comin' down from Norway House

With my brothers

On a warpath

© 2016 Leroy Sinclair


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The whole world likes hearing from NUT cases.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Leroy Sinclair

7 Years Ago

why u trollin' me lady? I knew you was racist against natives, you keep sendin me messages about god.. read more
 wordman

7 Years Ago

a total idiot,mr t k little,hans jizzy ,bohumin guy,david little , david g demers from mc henry ill<.. read more

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Leroy Sinclair
Leroy Sinclair

Norway House, Manitoba, Canada



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My name is Leroy Sinclair, I am a proud native from Norway House. I fell off my roof fixing my satellite dish and hurt my back, now I am writing to lesson the boredom for me up here in Norway House. .. more..

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