Buddy Bee Anthony

In The City - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

Slam bam squeaky jam
Blam glam about a gram
Police ma'am shimmy sham
Make a livin to be dyin in the city
hand to hand
sticky flam
Sugarcam in Uberland
make your livin to be dyin in this giant
what a pity
not lookin so pretty
down to the nitty
In this
here's my card,
ain't nothin but a glass shard.
you're flyin blind
two steps behind
up in a bind.
no peace you find
in this
Stan the man,
slam bam,
thank you ma'am

on the lam
Sleazy scam
Ain't much livin to be dyin in this
gut shot
played out
burnt up
what sup

Buddy Bee Anthony

Topic(s) of this poem: irony

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 31, 2017

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