My entry: Trayvon
by Maya Angeloo
I sing of thee Trayvon
Lamented burnt umber crayon
Shoud of stayed at home
and got your lay-on
But you heard the siren song of wet grass
and headed for Seven Elevon.
Zimmerman the triggerman
Big game hunter lay in wait
White hispanic in a panic
Rubberheaded, held your fate.
By punching him, you tried to reason
But didn't know - was black-boy season
Stand your ground, ground and pound,
Frito Bandito shot you down.
Elton John already recorded his Trayvon Tribute:
Trayvon wears his gold grill like a crown,
Call his child Skittles, cause he likes the name,
Suspended from the finest school in town.
Trayvon, Trayvon like his money,
makes alot they say.
Spends his days dealing, by the playground way.
He was born a bastard to a ho,
6 weeks past Christmas day.
When the New Tork Times says Clintons great,
Tracy Martin had a son today.
And he shall be Trayvon,
And he shall be a hood man.
And he shall be Trayvon,
in tradition with the family plan.
And he shall be Trayvon,
And he shall be a hood man.
......he shall be Trayvon.
Trayvon, steals womens jewelry all day,
His family business thrives.
Skittles blows up balloons all day,
Sits on the porch watching them fly.
And Skittles, wants to go to Venus,
and leave Trayvon far behind.
Take a balloon and go sailing,
while Trayvon, Trayvon slowly dies.
And he shall be Trayvon,
And he shall be a hood man.
And he shall be Trayvon,
in tradition with the family plan.
And he shall be Trayvon,
And he shall be a hood man.
......heeee shaaaall beeee TraaaaayyyyVVVVVVooooooonn.
This is genius. There is a fake maya twitter somewhere, maybe it deserves wider circulation.
LOL!
ROFL!!!
You win!