DAVID GERARDINO - PILGRIM WITHOUT A PORTIFOLIO

URBAN dwellers, with their underwater
songs, like rattle snakes, they wiggle in
then out of their own home made heaven,
so beatifull he thinks, this tv, cds, dvds,
cars that think for them self, and my
woman, dressing up for are home made
church,
URBAN dwellers, with their white tip ties,
and black shiny shoes, gonna walk in
heaven he thinks, with my best clouth, s
and teeth-bleeched white, and my woman,
right by my side...............

DAVID GERARDINO

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