Chicano Poet

Thursday, April 24, 2008


Old Dale tried to knock the wall down.
Instead, he broke his neck.

He hailed from North Carolina.
No loss there.

When John-John crashed his plane,
killing his bride and her sister,

it became a joke like Nantucket.
His last words were…

When nobody claimed Delmore’s body,
the coroner tapped his foot impatiently.

The skyscrapers of New York City
crashed to the ground like Sonny Liston.

Ah, those were the good old days.
Now Ali just shakes like a leaf.


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