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Bubblegum


Mugging bubblegum Left step Right step into a bodega Barely standing at four feet tall Waiting for the old man to rush me Hoping for him to give him something free Old man glances at a new customer Young blood's hands spring for a bubblegum pack Then sneakily hands the old man a quarter for a piece of chocolate Saving himself a whole dollar to store on his daddy's gun rack
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hmichael

Colgate University Bachelor of Arts Boston College High School The Steppingstone Foundation

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