Derrick Clark Poems

Strolling down the street, enjoying a warm nice glamorious day.
Pop up on three sexy ladies. I ask them all there names?
My name is Shawnda, my name is Co Co, and my name is Lashay.
I see your enjoying this lovely day! Ask they went on to past me by
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As I become, a fictitious narrative.
Creating a fable story, about a dog, cat and a mice.
The dog name Bog, the cat name Spat, and the mice is Spice.
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In these mean street's, don't you get caught sleeping.
Every which way you look, it seem like, someone out there creeping.
Living in this urban combat life style.
Hope that, you don't end up, on a statistic profile.
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As the temperature start to cool down.
Wandering on the streets, as my belly start to hurt.
I'm hungry! Where am I going to get some food at!
Having lent ball's in my pocket.Did'nt hace any money.
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I dream; I dream, of a motorcycle.
Being a kid, I rode on a bicycle.
Wishing, when I grow-up,
I would have a motorcycle.
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Bright with passionate ensight.
Brilliantly vision a epoch time.
Developed into a universal poet.
Entering a realm, of great writer's.
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Living in this cold-blooded world.
As my body is greatly chilled.
Praying for a higher power to deliver me.
Wondering, 'why this world so evil! '
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A unnatural force, with hybrid image.
Spliting into two entity, a predator hunts for lost souls.
Darkness fall, having a taste for flesh.
Living life sources, in the area.
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crisp star gleaming
man and woman conversate
champagne goblet sip's
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