OUR MAN in EUROPE...dave delacroix,.. Pretzel Logic!
i woZ DAH DUDE.
I was that KID.
I was that Rebecca-Killa,
somebody said her name was BILL.
Yo, I killed Bill.
Detectives told me So..
My REAL name is MAURICE, I I I,
come from POCHATAHONAS....South-side,
Song ends. Lets go with Stream of C.....
I was that BITCH. Pardon mah PERM. I know. U Know, This I LOVE LUCY aint gonna get Me outta Jail. And YOU just like a Soldier, a SARGEANT, maybe Officers Club. Pardon ME if I Sing a Song bout U Being Cool. I killed da Bitch. What else, U Mutts!
I did NOT run that RED LIGHT, U Boy-s got nuttin to do. I-mah black Jazz Singer in a White Cadillac, flower in my hair, a SIREN for you BO. Our Gal in Europe, our Boy too I was the Dude, I was the KID, somebodies Rebecca...an I still love U.
And then It all became a MOVIE till the MONEY ran out. Keep a SMILE. Hollywood has many more UN-heralded-genius Gravestones. Right NOW, U just got to visit....Jeeze. Ya didnt bring Pretzels!!!
Are they...in TEXAS...really gonna FRY MY ASS in the Chair..... Was that Bitch WORTH my Life!....
.c.2020, davedelacroix.....Don-t MESS with TEXAS.
This is a Movie Poem.
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