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	Happy 40th birthday to Mid-Multnomah county’s Woodland Park Hospital The East Portland Neighborhood System Portland Development Commission tries for tax credit financing in Gateway U.S. Secret Service launches federal investigation after Portland Police arrest counterfeiter passing bills in Parkrose Peepin About the MEMO MEMO Archives MEMO Advertising MEMO Web Neighbors MEMO Staff © 2002, Mid-county MEMO Terms & Conditions	This poem was given to the Portland police officer upon the author’s arrest. This poem was distributed at a recent Hazelwood Neighborhood Association meeting. This poem we thought our readers might find edifying. PEEPIN Just listen to me closely and I’ll tell you a tale, About adventures I’ve had while steeling (sic) mail. Me and my dog, Funky Kold is his name, Had shit sowed (sic) up tight, while playing our game. We pillaged and plundered, out robbing and tweakin, I’m hitting the mail, while kold is car peepin. Once we drove around lost in this pouring down rain, With two broken wipers, man the shit was insane. Or cruising through the flats with cops to our right, Trying to get to the dope house with no working lights. If you see a hoopty and the passenger and the driver looked gacked, And there’s an Oregonian magnet stuck on the back, You better bolt your things down You better lock your front door Because Funky Kold and the MAIL MAN are out looking to score
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