Large Man Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

Large Man



a boy walks up and grows to be a man
a second fiddle dee hidle dee dee
what three inch pervert could knock the shirt off me?
i got it, lee webb
a man so over his head he wish he could be spoon fed to-wit justice and purpose
surplus ho's at TV 12 know me and say they dont
watch the roni tonight at on the jaguars game
they'll send signals to you about my fame
shame it isnt right tonight

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