I was Discovered in the basement of "Jeff Davis Hospital" nearly dead from over stuffing my frame with "Rat Milk" rescued by two "Scottish Strippers" whom earned there living at "Natchez Under the Hill" Both parents, Tried to teach me as I grew older to escape any Mental obstacle, I never paid attention, I just kept craving "Beutiful Breast Milk" that stared at me each morning as I laid hopelessly in the middle of my mother and mother, with a "Old Clothe Diaper" constructed from Dollar bills that were stuffed in the "Oversized Bra's" of both of my parents the "Night before" Just kidding, Everything's true, Except for the two female parents, the "Money Constructed Diaper" and the "Rats Milk"........ It was a "Cat" My goal is to truly "Capture the Art of Writing" I'm not the Best, And I'll never Claim to be! I just want to join and mingle, With my "Fellow Poets" Dream, Write, And always Remember, That Your "Right" and I'm "Left" Handed