Love Poem: Ghetto School Dayz...

Ghetto School Dayz...

Big Molly she did get up early in those 

days... You would hear her way before the 

garbage man came. Big Molly would let you 

sleep late on weekends, but on school days? 

Big Molly sure did not play... Get up and 

get your clothes on boyz! She would always say... 

This here ain't no weekend, this here is a 

school day. You could hear Big Molly as she 

went down the stairs, with each footstep 

the staircase would shake... To the kitchen 

she quickly went, there she would cook our 

breakfast and make us each a choke sandwich for lunch. 

Then once Big Molly made that final call, you had better 

be out that door and on your way to school... "Se yall Boyz 

later!" with that the door would close and Big Molly would 

fall back to sleep in the kitchen chair.

Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor 

Copyright ©2003 Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor