by John D. Evans

He was bad

So bad

He said

You can't deny me

He came here


He was bad

He knew his purpose

His passion

His reason

For being

He broke down barricades

He paved ways

He was so bad

He opened doors

He made us dance

He had us all singing

In our red and black

Leathers and pleathers

With the V in the back

Spinning and posing

Saying:  He he

Moon walking

With a single glove



Rest in Peace King of Pop

Bad by John D. Evans

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