My Poppa

January 11 2016

My poppa. The man I always aspired to be like. Because you know that whole tom boy thing I had/have going. ::thinks of that one time I begged for an open face gold tooth just like him:: long story short he's the absolute coolest. He is now retired and delving more into his musical artistry. This is just a sample in-home practice he allowed me to capture.

I seriously can't get enough of him even though he tells me I should warsh (yes y'all we say warsh) my dirty chucks, constantly says "oh girl please!" when I'm talking crazy, will still let me climb in his lap in my 30's, and has showed me how a real man should live his life. This is one minor ode to the man who will always be my daddy, my poppa, my choppa!

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