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Nov 2015
By: Cedric McClester

He took a hammer
To his mother’s head?
At least that’s what
I think he said
Or perhaps it was
Something I read
Thank God he changed his mind
Or his mother might be dead

Say what?
A steel knife to the gut
Thank God
There was a but
Cuz the belt buckle
Did jut
And his knife got
Broken up

Then there was the guy
He tried to rock
With a solid brass
Pad lock
Much to
That other’s shock
He now claims
To have taken stock

But imagine
If you can
What manner
Of man
Would plot those thing
Then plan
So help me
Understand








Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2015.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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