Dear Old Brooklyn O’ Brooklyn I was conceived in the 90’s as a result of Good r&b music Pops tired to get moms to abort me But like a /G\, she refused it. She told him you can go This rose gone grow her way out this concrete And with that I was birthed and bred in your streets to the sweet sounds of NO NO NO Notorious, On the infamous aves of Marcy & Nostrand Brooklyn you gave me so much motion @x.mrs.writenow poetrythreads