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Don’t Steal Them
Don’t Steal Them
By Carlos Duran
I wore my Jordans
They were
My
Favorites
Every one complimented
Me when I
Wore
Them
They had white, orange
And yellow
They look like a
Melting marsh
Mellow.
That day at
The rec center this
Kid Rueben he
Hated them
Because I got
So many compliments
He saw me put them
In my back
Pack
He took off
With them
I chased him
But he was
Too fast
I
Knew he would
Steal
I bet he sold them
For
A
Meal
He was broke, poor, and
Homeless, so the next
Time I seen him
I told him karma would
Come back
So everyone
Didn’t talk
To him when
I told everyone
What he did
He looked stupid
Cause they
Didn’t fit
He gave them
Back but
We never spoke
After I said is this a joke?