WHO DAT? The All American kid From NYC

WHO DAT? The All American kid From NYC

A Poem by Robert Filos
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A little bit of free form free flow

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What? Who you lookin' at?
Man, shut you face.
I ain't got no time for your crap.
What? You can't be talkin' to me?
I'm talkin' to you, so what?
I'll slap you silly.
You ain't gonna do nothin'
Oh, Yeah? I'l bust you upside the head.
What? I'm the kid from New York City.
I don't care if you da Pope.
Oh you will care in a second.
Man, stop with all that....
Oh, it's a fact          Jack, 
I'm gonna hit you so hard
You Dead!

© 2016 Robert Filos


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just reading it through after posting and I like it.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Tags: Growing up, New York City, The Kid

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I write what I call Folkwritings. These can be in many forms but generally are writings by and for folks. Some of the headinds I write under are Folkwritings from the Future, Writings for the Revoluti.. more..

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