……Wowsie wowsie woo-woo, blacks no longer wear Fubu, with no direction can’t be Guru, innocence peering our way on the potty calling us pooty headed poo poo, at least she smart enough to wipe after she doo doo, grown people still affect by a past boo-boo, babies make better sense when they say goo-goo, while riding big brother’s choo-choo, and wearing big sister’s tutu..
By Henry B. Polk III
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