![]() My inner city woman Gives me the bluesA Poem by SmittyJas![]() Experience in Romance lets take a chance![]() My Inter city Woman Gives me the blues You know that woman Is you A terrible shifting winds in my head Come spinning around With you on my mind You are gun powder I am a wick Other problems that come our way are like wooden match sticks and want to ignite this fire It would be like blowing off a powder keg of Gun Powder The families would ignite a big fire
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Added on June 5, 2015 Last Updated on June 5, 2015 AuthorSmittyJasPittsburgh, PAAboutHi My name is Jim been writing poetry for nine years started on AOL with a few new friends on a tuesday night poetry night. We would meet and post poetry and learn from each other and I learned a lot .. more..Writing
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