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Articles: Poetry | Random Poems - Follow up
- Anaheim Angel
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maik TesTimg`... okaTi remDu mooDu..
Sure, the aim is to please
Truth being, ride with me into the keys,
Iota of intelligence, it takes to realise,
Clear and concise, it doesn't need a price,
Kick through it, reckon you become wise.
Ima gonna say this again, loud in your ear,
Tape this verses, come on, don't show no fear.
Uranus to Earth, follow my advice,
Put your pride down, and your cowardice.
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Praying that people get some sense,
I insist that you look at the lines with a lens,
Sore is a brain, plotting a disguise,
Sick is a mind, trotting to surmise.
Ofcourse, I can't use lang that is uncouth,
For, I am a sweet kid from the south,
First, put these words in my mouth.
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