(by request – “brownisaboutfeelings.” Ok, seriously, these were just the rhymes that came to me first, and I have no idea what this poem is getting at. Believe it or not, the first one I thought of was Detroit, not exploit. And I have no clue why. Does Detroit have a large population of brown people? Do they give advice? Are they really about feelings?)
Have you met my brown friend from Detroit?
At advice she is really adroit.
You tell her your probs
And then in between sobs
She’ll insist that your goal’s to exploit.