Val Brooklyn Rogers
New York City - Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers
A llegiance to no other vice except a New York City ATTITUDE.
B oroughs Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan, Queens and Staten Island
Take your pick.
C ity that never sleeps.
D isown your chewing gum on the sidewalk
E mpire state of mind is what you develop when living in NYC.
F REAKS and freedom come out at night.
G et the gusto and go.
H arlem is where you need to be when converging in New York City.
I n New York city manners are not usually common placed.
J ust watch the closing doors, you'll be OK.
K NOWING an urban LEGEND is a prerequisite to NYC living.
L eft FOOT loosers lurk around EVERY other corner.
M ost New Yorkers are always rushing off to work at rush hour,
Then rushing back home.
N ight life neon lights and honking horns
O ur only alliances are with other NYC loving metropolitans.
P olice are there to ASSIST (unless you need assistance)
Q uietness is not an option.
R ising repeatedly to early morning blaring fire engines and
Loud radio playing.
S taten island ferry or would you rather the STATUE OF LIBERTY?
T IMES SQUARE New year eve testimonials, NYC for real! !
U nder no circumstances are you to ever agitate (piss off) a
NYC police officer.
V ery energized New Yorkers (metropolitans) visiting
W hy does New York city have a subway system? For the tourists
X marks the SPOT, You are here.
Y ou a NEW YORKER?
Z estfully going along for the ride. TAXI! !
This hype is NYC stereotype. Only in NEW YORK. NYC IS a great
Place to visit and maybe you'd wanna live there.
You GETTIN' in that taxi? !
New York City Baabee! ! THAT'S REAL. YOU GOTTA PROBLEM? ! !
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Neighborhood you under the covers, it's not your house burning.
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