LOW-life wannabes think this town's a ghetto.
They dress in FUBU threads. The little princesses
sport puffy jackets and tool around in Jeep
Wranglers their parents paid for without a flinch.

Foul-mouthed as sailors, the professional types
think we don't know what memory is for
or how concise words can get

Young Turks play the hound
on the concrete sidewalks of strip malls
where real animals used to run