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March 18, 2018

Posts by: Brent Kincaid

Hopscotch Chant

Hinky Jinky, Stinky Pinky The One Percent will play. Squirrelly Shirley Hurly Burly In the full light of day. Hop them, bop them; You can’t stop them. They’re never going away. Crying, trying, always lying, They count on your ignorance. Hinky Jinky, Stinky Pinky Wham bam, thank you man. Daffy, laffy, slappy happy. What’s the

Poverty 1,2,3

Smoking butts from ashtrays And twice-cooked coffee grounds, Bumming coins from my neighbors And searching for change on the ground. Mayonnaise sandwiches daily And buying ramen by the case I switched from Coke to iced tea. I like the difference it makes. Being poor is a decision I made It affects virtually everything I do.

Call To Battle

Fools blather about the glory of the fight And don’t hear the mothers crying at night. The wives of those marauders on the roam Cry because their husbands can’t come home. The children of these battle-addicted men Go away, eyes ashine, never to return again. And still the moneyed few, urge on toward Yet those

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