Brooklyn Poem

Brooklyn is a jungle

Filled with all sorts of things

Hip Hop music and art museums

Crime and Poverty

Colors and great food

In Brooklyn, Some people have everything

Others have nothing

Some of us sit back and watch the poor struggle

Others disturb the universe

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