Uncle Eddie That red leather suit Zipper all the way downShiny chest topped with a gold medallion Teeth so brightSmile so urgent That backthroat laughSucking for air Eddie Murphy in the living roomOn the VHS Play stop rewind playMemorize the ice cream bitShakin’ my hips screamin’ and singin’ along Little me fan-girlin’ for days For… Continue reading Poem 56 – Uncle Eddie