Punky Bruiser

An Ode to Punky Bruiser

Raised in the hood by a gangster mum
Punky Bruiser grew up to be his mother’s son

When a drive by shooting claimed his mumma’s life
Each of the perps soon met his switchblade knife

He took control of the Blood Ape Gang
The territory of which grew under his reign

He controlled half the city and its streets
Ruled over by him and his gangs of ape beasts

He soon owned all of the banana plantations
Enough yellow goodness to feed seven nations

The End