1900
1
Im so N2 U that I cant really explain it,
The harmless side of O’dear it sits,
The drunkard opening of trading the Schlitz,
Going somewhere deep in the ocean,
Promising land upon the encroachment,
Fresh lettuce, tomatoes, and peaches,
Jealous grapevines truth of beaches,
Projects to fly in high times of duel,
Mirrors destroyed by incompetent rules,
Putting aside the differences of U and I,
Leaving the area we once thought was fine,
Continued by the ruff of shores crashing the reef,
Accordance to the temptation of cool disbelief.
