Wendell Wallace Hockaday Jr. Poetry

I've got a big gold chain and his name is Larry, when I can't sleep at night he sings to me like a canary; but Larry gets mad when I take him off. I say, "Larry I can't sleep with you cuz gold aint soft." He say, "Man Wendell Chill, cuz what if some body steal me when you sleep so they can pay a bill?" I say, "Larry watch your mouth for I give you a bath; cuz you know you don't like it when I put dat jewelry rag all over your ass." He say, "True." So the next morning I wake up and Larry drinkin a brew. He say, "It aint my fault, you the one spill stuff when you get drunk." So now we can't kick it cuz Larry done went and got drunk. I feel so naked with out my big gold chain, I'm a roll me a blunt!





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Poet: Wendell Wallace Hockaday Jr.