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20 November 2011

We Real Cool, a poem by Gwendolyn Brooks

We Real Cool

By Gwendolyn Brooks
The Pool Players.
Seven at the Golden Shovel.
We real cool. We   
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We   
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We   
Die soon.

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