Because it's getting so hot outside, here's a little coolness.....
We Real Cool
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.
--copyright Gwendolyn Brooks
Hear an audio clip of Ms. Brooks reading her poem here
Read Terrance Hayes' extremely cool variation on Brooks' poem here
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