Now, there's a poet that gives literary graffiti the sound of street bards chanting "bad boy, bad boy, whannagonnado, when they come for you" and as another Mutha out here, I bow to you in admiration. (not bending over!!!)
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Georg