The Blinded: I Told Em Not Tah Touch My Tail...(Sliding Off Royally....) Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

The Blinded: I Told Em Not Tah Touch My Tail...(Sliding Off Royally....)



7 x 7 = 14 x 300 = 4200 - 2500 x 20 = 45800 x 2 = 91600 x 4 = 366400 - 112000 = 254400 - 50000 = 204400 after expenses and bills, player bonuses and pay, cleaning crew and staff paid computing doubleheader every Saturday of the week forever... add in Sundays at the same doubleheader and double that summary which will be 408800 monthly forever and all players and staff covered with my own wholistic life insurance...timeline that too and still i reap no monies... absolutely none though the business is my asset and the league is just a DBA. Consult your tax advisor or certified public accountant for more information cause im never ignorant as a mind of fact im eager to learn my lessons while upright at all times although staring into me can blind ya forever....

Saturday, June 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: real life,real success
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
if we get unseated ticket money then everyone get a bonus that same day...Selflessness is the key to every mission accomplished...
Young Ancestor to the fullest....
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