Monday, March 21, 2011

A poem from Philip

We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We 
Die soon.

- Gwendolyn Brooks
Posted by Sam Jack Lelcair at 4:03 PM

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