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Yoooooo, in the morning light, it's such a sight, so wonderful day and night, to the setting sun oh so bright, Turing to the dead of night, in a chilling fright, look left and right, in your sights to see the zombie blight, run for the cliff afraid of hights, jump tonight, back to life, see the grey, not black and white, from the rising, to the dead of night.
Ain't it great? A broken grate, full of grapes, 10/10 people rate, what a blank slate, on a date? You're too late! My friend nate's got the plate (how ya doin' mate?), for fuck's sake, where's my skate? In the oven, baked in the cake? Time to make, the lethal rake, take a dip in the painted lake.
Putt, putt, putt, ow my butt, what the fuck, Elmer Fudd? Just a dud? There's the bug, in the rug, lookin' at mug, need a hug? Pull and tug on the plug, go on bud, on the top, get the mop, let it flop, time to hop, don't let it STOP! (Hammer time.) in the hood, it's all good, if you're in the mood, for good mood food, what's up dude? That ship's dope, I just hope, they don't go down the sleep slope, if it does, don't drop the soap.
Just to prove I'm not quite dead, here's some rhyme's straight from my head, all red and dead, from the shed, even though dread, as a broken bed, it's still not vile, don't wanna make ya puke out bile, just run an extra mile, time to turn the dial, run in to some folks named Kate and Kyle, smack the shit off that stupid pile, just to run that extra mile.
Ain't it great? A broken grate, full of grapes, 10/10 people rate, what a blank slate, on a date? You're too late! My friend nate's got the plate (how ya doin' mate?), for fuck's sake, where's my skate? In the oven, baked in the cake? Time to make, the lethal rake, take a dip in the painted lake.
Putt, putt, putt, ow my butt, what the fuck, Elmer Fudd? Just a dud? There's the bug, in the rug, lookin' at mug, need a hug? Pull and tug on the plug, go on bud, on the top, get the mop, let it flop, time to hop, don't let it STOP! (Hammer time.) in the hood, it's all good, if you're in the mood, for good mood food, what's up dude? That ship's dope, I just hope, they don't go down the sleep slope, if it does, don't drop the soap.
Just to prove I'm not quite dead, here's some rhyme's straight from my head, all red and dead, from the shed, even though dread, as a broken bed, it's still not vile, don't wanna make ya puke out bile, just run an extra mile, time to turn the dial, run in to some folks named Kate and Kyle, smack the shit off that stupid pile, just to run that extra mile.
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I haven't made anything that wasn't a picture in a while, or anything that wasn't a journal this year, so why not start with this?
Also, if you're wondering what I'm saying on here, I have no fucking clue. Its 9:00 A.M. and I still haven't slept yet, I go wacko when I'm too tired to sleep. So I have no clue what I'm saying or if its even free verse, but regardless, here's something.
Also, if you're wondering what I'm saying on here, I have no fucking clue. Its 9:00 A.M. and I still haven't slept yet, I go wacko when I'm too tired to sleep. So I have no clue what I'm saying or if its even free verse, but regardless, here's something.
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This is so good!!!