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Fr€€§t¥l€ I just want an intimate date Not intimidate, wait Rather I word lather To not disturb I'd so much rather Have minds gather To illustrate That 'ill is straight' My head is on upside down My flow is bait As I concentrate On heads of bread and steak Wait, heads of state Like magistrates And their mandates That reprimand sand weight Understanding my writing hands fate I find it to be quite paradoxically comical The lack of common sense Is illogical in earths chronicle And the fervent fire That protrudes out my hair follicles Lead me to a better discerning By burning through my trioptical Hotter than temperatures tropical  Im a boss yet my heads lost In my sanctum sanctorum In this embossed hospital My past chronicle Became an obstacle To my optical 'I returned' humbled yet greater But I'm not a prodigal Heart was cold like a popcycle So I stopped sowing to reap When I used my pop sickle I earned my way to communicate didactically and pedagogical It may sound illogical  But my biophysiological Along with my anatomical Has been warring With BOTH the angelic realm And the demonically diabolical Earthly vermin and serpents Have savagely ravaged the ecological Systematically, tragically morphing The face of the aquatic & geological Men with mischievous mannerisms are maniacally methodical Purely devious while the human family tragically dwell on fantasies ideological No preaching to reach In conveying 'personal preying' On the THEOlogical Growing exponentially effectually Throughout the cosmic number astronomical Tearing asunder with phonetic thunder All of the fantastical & mythological Truth seeking and speaking To shaken your 'sheath filament' neurological Awaken under a canopy And yet quarantined for a sickness pathological No longer numbing or running Thus becoming a pariah sociological Enraged at humanitys current estranged stage morphological If there is no philanthropy Then it's pointless to be philosophical ~musse~