A-Team
by Francine DuBois

Last night I had a dream that I met
Mr. T's wife. She would answer to Mrs. T,
But preferred to go by her Christian name
Gladys. Together, the seventy-seven year old
Grandma and her man swapped stories about gold necklaces,
Peanut butter sandwiches, and where they were
When Martin Luther King, Jr. and JR Ewing were shot.

Francine's Version -- Hezekiah's Version -- Inspiration
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