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Ballpoints glide like Surfing a tide
This is easy like when the tip is greasy
Like in Chi Town it’s real breezy
Strike the pose say cheesy
Sitting in a tree house looking down
Spitting loogies on the ground
Coughing up a hock spit filled with snot
Like politicians lie a lot
Feel the fire like red hot
Melted chocolate looks like sh*t
That reminds me to get a pet
Dog or cat I don’t know
The cat knows where to go
The dog does it on the floor
The dog might bite me
The cat might scratch
I know I’ll bite or scratch it back
Don’t need PIDA on my back
Turn up the ac it’s hot in here
Flames in my dreads
Two stranded twisted
There goes the bus
I just missed it
Standing alone waiting for
The next best thing
To come along
I’m in the backyard
Of my home
In a place I want
To be left alone
Where the pavement’s
Painted red like crimson
Bite me like Bart Simpson
Just twisting words
Like splitting verbs
No longer smoke herbs
The reason for
My bad nerves
I give candy
cards and roses
To Merriam Webster
I love words
When I start to flow
There's no letting go
Till my pen hits
The flo
