david bailey

Rookie - 0 Points (4/30/1991 / manhatten)

Afterschool - Poem by david bailey

Danger! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! its 2: 40 and i dont wanna go home.
Lord knows i wanna go pro but,
I wanna be a doctor saving lives,
and making about 60 bucks an hour imagine
150 an hour talk about the goodlife. So what am i to
do go home and hit the books or go out and practice?
Dont know dont care but whatever i choose ill make
it work for me and making money in either one is no
problem if cant respect me then respect that im a
YOUNG BLACK MALE TRYING TO COME UP IN THIS WORLD.
TRY TO PUT ME DOWN WITH YOU CANT AND YOU WONT
WATCH ME CUZ AFTER SCHOOL I HAVE PLENTY THINGS TO DO PLENTY OF OPTIONS SO YOU TELL ME WHAT WIILL YOU DO AFTERSCHOOL CUZ ME A DOCTOR OR A FOOTBALL STAR I KNOW WHER IM GOING. DO YOU! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?


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  • Rookie HoneyBee 2 (5/12/2008 1:13:00 PM)

    wowwwwwwwwww! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, May 16, 2008


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