First Sparks of the Mid Morning Haze

First Sparks of the Mid Morning Haze

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow
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it's not even 10 am
and I'm already gettin' faced
then I'll smoke it up
til my movements can't be traced
let philosophy fall
from your lips all you want
cause it's all about action
and I'm caught up in the theory

© 2010 Working Class Scarecrow


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Working Class Scarecrow
Working Class Scarecrow

Portland, OR



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I'm a wannabe singer/songwriter with a heart of gold, I hope to get a book published within the next year or so. I want to travel the world writing and singing songs of hope and truth and freedom a.. more..

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