Open Letter to my Personal Celebrity...From your biggest fan...

I am your biggest fan
I root for you in my sleep
Your dreams are my own
Because I want you to do anything you want
Have everything you need

I believe that you can do anything that you can imagine...
I believe in you more than ink on paper can ever spell out in words
And from lips that kiss the smooth skin of your forehead
Or the stubble 'neath your chin where it's always 5 o' clock ;~)
I can't even form the words to express the enormity of my faith in you
It overwhelms me...covers me like fleece keeping me warm in winter...
Can you imagine how big it is?
Try. See it as big as you can think it.
Now multiply that times infinity
I am your biggest fan...
You are my champion
Win or lose, my victor
You are the best at it...whatever "it" may be
And ain't nobody comin' even a little bit of halfway close
You. Are. The. Man.
And I...am your biggest fan
Your strength is beyond, like, all of the muscles in Gold's and Bally's put together...

You are not just A force to be reckoned with
You are THE force to be reckoned with
And you inspire me
Evoke desire in me...and motivation
And determination to decree and apply
And do and be and become....greater
Maaan, I just love...me
Some you...Ha
You are my Rocky...
and I...am...
your biggest fan...

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Green popsicles, orange slice
Roach mobs chillin in the rice
Street thugs shooting craps with dice
Rabid rats and fighting mice

Back in the day when I was young
Every gangsta's song unsung was
Heard as loud as it possibly could
Be heard on the streets in my 'hood

Survived the gun, the gat, the glock
Survived the madness on my block
Survived the pain, the fear, the shock
Escaped violation with one sock

Made it Mom!!! Top of the world!
Then the walls came tumbling down
Stomach's queasy, need to hurl
Congratulations! It's a girl!!!

Blue pants, white shirt, uniform
Shaved head, black boots that cause corns
Knapsack on back, old and worn
Combat rains down like a storm

Make it home, I gotta make it
Hold on tight, let no man take it
Destiny belongs to you
So, what's up, homie? 'Chu gon' do?