To all, I sometimes dabble in poetry, but this poem’s make mine look feeble. YO! CHECKITOUT Steinmetz
To all, I sometimes dabble in poetry, but this poem’s make mine look feeble. YO! CHECKITOUT Steinmetz
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WW' in the hood!
Doug
Word up! Holla back!
Steinmetz,
I'm sure the stuff your doing with the 'orange crate' is just as meaningful to you....(girlymen).....lol
BG, I didn't compose that poem but,
I thought all you Knotheads would like it. Here are some I wrote. Steinmetz
Edited 1/14/2005 10:52 am ET by steinmetz
Steinmetz,
Excellent, a great laugh, thanks
Conshohocken (ahem)....I remember well the Tankered Inn and their prime ribs....
I'm waitin for the MTV-Raps version.
I'm picturing an old geezer in his worn out gangsta overalls with all the normal bling-bling hangin from his neck (dust mask, safety goggles) and a hip-shop rhythm track of air brad nailers, thomping dead blow mallets, and spinning out random orbit sanders.
I love the smell of sawdust in the morning.
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