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GHETTO WEEDS

by @brent-kincaid

Spring sneaks by the door to the ghetto. That's okay, they can't afford the seed. Trees take too much room from the rentals. No one saw the end of ghetto weeds. Ghetto weeds once grew up sudden. They took the food of those in bloom. Ghetto weeds we're awful sorry, But we haven't got the room. Yesterday a man sold his garden Bragging how he made such a deal. Bought himself a high-rise apartment. Who can tell the fruit by the peel? Ghetto weeds once grew up sudden. They took the food of those in bloom. Ghetto weeds we're awful sorry, But we haven't got the room. What about the children of the ghetto, Do they have the playgrounds they need? Have you seen the children how they're growing? Don't they shoot up just like a weed? Ghetto weeds once grew up sudden. They took the food of those in bloom. Ghetto weeds we're awful sorry, But we haven't got the room.
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Apr 3, 2016
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