Poppa Joe and that Momma

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Poppa Joe and that Momma

Poppa Joe and that Momma!
on the dance floor! Dancing too
the hood drama... Waking up
Capital Hill making that civil
re guest too President Obama.
Raising the roof; down South moving;
it too the right reproof. Old school,
nasty groove. Poppa Joe and that
Momma! makes the birds start humming!
love it Momma, Poppa Joe is doing that
doo! for show, Down South stomp it out.

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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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