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Poetry By: Bobby Evans

Sister-in-law is a badass so here is a poem about her..

Submitted:Aug 14, 2011    Reads: 33    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I have a sister in law who smokes the wacky grass

Super sweet but she could kick your ass

Heart big as every ocean

Got all the boys chasing, must be the potion

Sleep in till noon

Roll a blunt and stare up at the moon

Don't short her any, no stems nor seeds

She could rock a bandana with some beads

She should have been born in 1970

Rock star that never dies, longevity

Bell bottoms and tiedye should have been her threads

Peace on earth and all the hungry be fed

Live life as the wind blows

Where she will end up only god knows

She very well could have a platinum record on the wall

Other artists would hate her, their sales would fall

People would shout your name all the way to the sky

They would see your name in lights on the marquee as they drove by

You would be the Princess of rock

Belting out ballads in your badass frock

That is how I see it If you were born then

Fuck it its 2011 lets make history repeat itself again

By Bobby J Evans


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