Verse Libre Poem by Michael Pruchnicki
Verse Libre
what'd he say?
anything new?
or the usual?
you know his game
i said
what else could he say
or do but what he always do-
shuck and jive
The night had fallen
and the cops were hauling
ass
the first one through that door
yeah, but you know the bossman
At that the joint blew
Saturday, March 6, 2010
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