i've got a friend i found...
or maybe it's 2
here on AD
they seem to be true
i like their sound
goin' round & round
i apprciate the friendship we've found
i like the word's they send
his name's ed
and rufus too
from what i've read
they both be old "dead heads"
and i'm an old hippie too
that be true
believe it's friend's to the end
from what i've reads
and what he's said
and what he send
yeah we be two
or is it three
ed, rufus & me
i think he's from nu york
but i won't hold that aginst him
or them
a for take a fork
stick it in me
if it's north of The Red River
i don't know where that be
i just know
he let it show
he be a giver
of poetry
that's good enuff 4 me
see we just write poetry
words that be
try as we might
we be who we be
ed, rufus & me
we 3 have our own sight
we see it each night
we seek the light
we bark, we scowl
ed, rufus & me
we howl
so write away my friend
write 'till the end
and rufus you howl
bark at the moon
don't scowl
just remember the cow jumped over the moon too soon
i like the words you send
never bend
nor break
just take what it takes
makes your mistakes
just write poetry
and be a friend to me
'cause you & rufus & me
we see
we feal
poetry
us 3
we be who we be
we know the deal
we 3 feal the real deal
howlin' at the moon
or spoonin' a' spoon'
the cow still jumped over the moon
too soon
it was afternoon
but thank you my friend
for bein' you's
both of you 2's
ed & rufus
hell he maybe confuses
but to me
you be friends
indeed
when i needs
a friend
i know who to call
you all
and the other
sisters & brothers
who see
poetry
in their mind
& others
who seek sumpin' to find
here on AD
thank you all.
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Reviews of "i've got a friend i found...or maybe it's two..."
What is it with you and New York?
New Jersey is from where I do hail,
The state of the infinite and smelly snail,
But what the hell, you live in Texas,
Dang Reb, you can't live with them, so shoot em',
Or is it south of the border you do hail from?
So very close it matters not,
Just as NJ & NY are too close for comfort,
But I gotta live where I live,
NJ is my only port...
Thanks so much for this wonderful tribute to Rufuz and that guy name of ED, he will, or I will appreciate it when I do sober up from the buzz I do have...Peace as always bro', Keep writin', Ed & Rufuz
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In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
New Jersey is from where I do hail,
The state of the infinite and smelly snail,
But what the hell, you live in Texas,
Dang Reb, you can't live with them, so shoot em',
Or is it south of the border you do hail from?
So very close it matters not,
Just as NJ & NY are too close for comfort,
But I gotta live where I live,
NJ is my only port...
Thanks so much for this wonderful tribute to Rufuz and that guy name of ED, he will, or I will appreciate it when I do sober up from the buzz I do have...Peace as always bro', Keep writin', Ed & Rufuz