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	<title>Prison Diaries &#187; Ft. Augusta</title>
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		<title>To All the People</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 23:28:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lecia-gaye gordon</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I came to Jamaica, I was in a resort
Busted by the police, I ended up in Freeport
They locked me up and done stole my weed
Now I eat porridge that looks like horse feed
Hear me out, hear my cry
I pleaded guilty, I told no lie
Here we are all locked up
No where to go that&#8217;s messed [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I came to Jamaica, I was in a resort<br />
Busted by the police, I ended up in Freeport<br />
They locked me up and done stole my weed<br />
Now I eat porridge that looks like horse feed</p>
<p>Hear me out, hear my cry<br />
I pleaded guilty, I told no lie<br />
Here we are all locked up<br />
No where to go that&#8217;s messed up<br />
Being here is a lesson to be learned<br />
You can guarantee I won&#8217;t return</p>
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<p>I know you miss your family<br />
I know you miss your man!<br />
Being here wasn&#8217;t part of our plan<br />
So keep your sanity, keep your cool!<br />
There reason why I&#8217;m here, I was a mule<br />
If it&#8217;s ganja, heroin or coke<br />
Take it from me this ain&#8217;t no joke<br />
A big ass fine<br />
I need a loan<br />
One more year, then I get to go home<br />
I&#8217;m no rapper I&#8217;m not like Busta<br />
But I wanna big up the ladies of<br />
Fort Augusta</p>
<p>From: Anonymous</p>
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