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May 2020
Who I Am?

It seems like I have always been
inΒ or on the job training

I got my first job at 5 years old
when my father made me the remote control

My uncles were also good trainers of great volition
and, I graduated with honors as a lawnmower and car wash technician.
I grew up in the old-fashioned tradition,

whoopins took place regardless of race.

belts, shoes, tree limbs, whatever was handy,
get your **** beat up, then maybe candy

but, I'll tell you what,
all them sore buttocks, how it's gonna hurt me more than you talks,

taught me to respect, and I honor my word before it is even heard,

the old school was tough, but it made me a man that's who I am.
Written by
Lawrence Alvarez
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