by Raymond Nat Turner
Hail to the thief, and the office he thieves out of.
My Wise Country Cousin On De Offal Office
by Raymond Nat Turner
De Offal Offuzz, again, young brotha?
You dun axed me ‘bout de Offal Offuz!
‘Cause you’s young, I’ll tell you twice—
Dem ol’ fools ol’ nuff ta know
Betta, but too ol’ ta tell anything
Member, dere’s three thangs
Dey do in de Offal Offuzz
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LIE
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AGE
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LEAVE RICHER den dey came…
Or, as one dem ol’ rappers might put it:
“Commanduh ‘n Chief an Ol’ Liar ‘n Thief!”
Raymond Nat Turner can be contacted at upsurgejazz.com.
Raymond Nat Turner © 2013 All Rights Reserved
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