Meta-Fours
Been writing these rhymes for a while,
imagination like quail man, keepin that Doug Funnie style
I keep my world in my mind it can't be contained in a file,
like My Cousin Vinny I blow you away when on trial
I pick on the game all day like I'm Helga Patacki,
the lines and rhymes work for me you can call them my lackeys
I work hard at what I do you can never say that I'm slacking,
my words dump sludge on the negative my own version of fracking
When I write down these words I'm telling a story,
like Sean Astin in Rudy I'm always striving for glory
I'll be in the game old and gray just start callin' me Maury,
still on the search for a partner you can just call me Dori
Like the hero in Skyrim I'm on my own quest,
to rid myself of negativity and get this **** off my chest
I still have much to learn and I'm far from the best,
but if this life is a final I think I'm passin' the test
Copyright © Eric Schojan | Year Posted 2014
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