norway house

norway house

A Poem by Leroy Sinclair

Norway house


Norway House

My brothers..........

On our warpath.........

From Manitoba......

Down to California

Hunting my imposter

Mr Richard Burnish

Pretendin' to be me

Leroy Sinclair, on the radio

I called him

He made promises....

Promising two cartons of cigarettes

Two boxes of beer and a bottle of liquor.......

Instead I get cheap beads

A pair of mucklucks and a dream catcher

Tell Richard Burnish it's on....

On like friggin' donkey kong until the break a' dawn

And tell 'em I got a tube steak smothered in underwear

With his stinkin' name on it

I'm comin' down from Norway House

With my brothers

On a warpath

© 2016 Leroy Sinclair

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The whole world likes hearing from NUT cases.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Leroy Sinclair

6 Years Ago

why u trollin' me lady? I knew you was racist against natives, you keep sendin me messages about god.. read more

6 Years Ago

a total idiot,mr t k little,hans jizzy ,bohumin guy,david little , david g demers from mc henry ill<.. read more

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Added on December 18, 2016
Last Updated on December 18, 2016


Leroy Sinclair
Leroy Sinclair

Norway House, Manitoba, Canada

My name is Leroy Sinclair, I am a proud native from Norway House. I fell off my roof fixing my satellite dish and hurt my back, now I am writing to lesson the boredom for me up here in Norway House. .. more..