He sits slumped on his throne
WE REAL COOL
In his kingdom called town
WE LEFT SCHOOL
He lifts his fiery wand to his frown
WE LURK LATE
Inhales and sighs aloud
WE STRIKE STRAIGHT
Sitting there night and day
WE SING SIN
Addressing his subjects
WE THINK GIN
While they go on their way
WE JAZZ JUNE
To somewhere, someplace
WE DIE SOON
Away
Every other line is from We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks
-1996
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