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I'd like to relay to you a bit of modern poetry that I came across on a scrap of paper lying in the street.
Jerome needs to go home,
says Hi to his brothers,
they return with Shalome.So he packs cause his skills still lack
Hopin and prayin he's still not wack
His thoughts stray and sway
And still he prays, that his rhyme won't fray.Maybe I'll get weave
with hopes to decieve,
to make them Believe,
that I can flow for any show.So he's got some new kicks,
and some fresh new licks,
hopin He don't have to dicks or tricks
to any airtime for his Rhymes.
Genius. Thank you. That is all.
(April 11, 2005 11:25 PM)You should send that piece of art to this website:
www.foundmagazine.com
And check out said magazine while you're at it. It's quite interesting.
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