Breakin my words
I’ve spoken these words times before
In different fonts and many more
Losing my train of thought from someone
Banging on my door
Too much distraction Sends me off into a
Green giant rage a beast that’s hard to tame
A pet without a name
There is nothing more irritating
Then an unreachable itch
It’s a glitch in my wish
Like a Hiccup that won’t stop it
I’ll jump off in a pool of fire
Before I retire I didn’t back away
I walked into the flames
Burning with old fashion passion
I only speak poetry
The rest is action
Like center of attraction
In labor spitting out contractions
False alarm it’s only a Braxton
I’m not delirious
I take the devil serious
I don’t play with evil or weebles
That wobble
I’ve seen too much trouble
To topple and fall down
I go home and order a double
With a twist of lime
I make my own brine
It’s like unraveling twine
Nothing I say makes sense
At one time
It takes time to unwind

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