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Grammar Police

by jamaal-j-ferguson

Woop As the siren blares/ Scared nervous/ I hear a loud pull over!/ Its the Grammar Police/ awwww snap They want to see my diploma/ I keep my hand on the pen Like I don't even notice/ In my window of opportunity Asking/ Son Do you know why I pulled you over?/ Cause I'm in the office sir writing these poems?/ I take full responsibility I don't got no diploma I just got this GED/ He said that's not good enough Put down the pen son Your coming with me/ Now there's Turmoil thru the streets drama around every corner/ There should be no commas Period I question marked your honor/ Butchering with clevers run on sentences for ever/ The alphabet guys set up Planted evidence missing letters/ Sworn I had it down to a T The I before E how does that go?/ Well don't look now I done broke another law/ How ever this may trouble you I keep my vowels sometimes Y & W/ Somethings not write I'm reeling feeling uncomfortable/ Is it me? Well don't you see/ A fused two V's?/ That's my story I'm sticking to it my testimony/ Yet we speak it double U/ confused by another rule/ They label me an outlaw In the middle of the court room/ A mystery/ A victim being pursued/ by the Grammar police/ The jury siding with the prosecution I may never be released/ Its Invictus/ The defense rest Now they have an eye-witness/ With an eye on who did this/ There,     their,      they're,      hair,     heir      and..... here/ The Ironies in the rule book/ similar sounding confused look/ If i where to spoke this and not wrote this you would have not notice/ No no Input was it done on purpose?/ For a purpose?/ One things for certain/ If l lay dying dead in the street It's cause you took shots at me Just remember I wasn't perfect/ But you are the grammar police Just doing your job I know working/
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Written by
jamaal-j-ferguson
38 / M
Published
Oct 2, 2016
Time
4m
Notes

The English language is tricky. The rules vary depend on whom you ask, talk to or reference. Many people have trouble with the language and the others want to forsake it this is how it looks to me.

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