macocious

Lost In Translation

By Sir. Rudyard Snaggs
Written August 17th, 2015
Photographed December 1999

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Since young
Native tongue
Before hand
Accent wasn’t stronger, More than
the ears
of peers
from a foreign
Thanked thee
That Ranked me
A yankee
Yet Sizable
To Recognizable
State wide
State side,
peeps
say I speak
to proper,
To prosper
Before moms became a citizen
learned to trace
And embrace
differences
Not fully fitting in
Instead master
Headmaster
of my own school
All star on toung
Of Washy congs
Unscuffed
Cuffed
By Dungarees
With out Dundrearies
Made you look
With one chook
A simple jook
To allude Macocious
Even dotish
Know this