I'm feeling rhymy today. Like rhyme with a y. Listening to Outkast through one eye. It doesn't have to make sense. I'm not high just feeling less tense. The story tells of a boy in a town. In that story the boy never carried a frown. Let me get back to the topic at hand. I lost my train of thought. What was it that I was thinking? Oh that's right, mind rhyme. Mind rhythm and time. scream Wait stop! Let this help you with the life you have. Give you twenty bucks and go into the street like I have. go ahead and buy what you want with what I gave ya. But you can't buy a good behavior. 4laugh Alright now I'm back in check. I've slapped myself with what money I got left. I don't make sense but why should you care? My mind is out of control and I can type what I want. You can't do anything about it besides comment to my flaunt. First amendment is grand ain't it? Gives me the right to say things like s**t! Bad rhyme but I don't give a dame. I can do what I want no matter how lame. I'm done with this I really got to pee. So catch me later we can have tea!
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orionkatari · Sun Dec 14, 2008 @ 08:11am · 0 Comments |