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I’d like too invite all to be my guest
a dine of mindfulness and rhyme digest 
a week of conflict now victory blessed 
standing united to silence a pest

Since the last time you heard from me I was banned again
ran my mouth and pen and stand condemned 
taking a time out as the site suspended
yet always polite to poets I’ve befriended 

In my lifetime of few consistences 
a sucker for trouble 
not designed for resistance 
never stuck in a bubble 
don’t run nor crumble
my back’s up I stand tall
I’m one for the rumble 
not decided but natural

I’m an alpha with a non fictional reaction 
I can’t stray from friction I give it back to ‘em

They flint 
I flame 
retardants 
don’t reign 

Even with intense insistence I’m risky
back and forth witty hits get me frisky
I’m Jack Daniels confrontation’s whiskey 

and as it ascends force 
whistling me wolf
I submit my thoughts 
with all above board 

but as the war gets me bored 
within my core recycled and restored
enemy amo pours out below par
firing missiles I go to far

through lost remorse
this one track horse
gallops the course
with overwhelming force

only to fail care and I fall where I fell before

Standing up squarely 
Cus nobody scares me
then punished unfairly 
cus I ain’t no fairy 

Deemed out of line
as I mouth my mind
blow for blow with swines 
or write down rhymes

I’ve got one finger for sign language 
knowing 5 fold in flight damage 

You’re not the first to run me down
I’m not one to get the boys around 
“I know a lot of people” not my threat 
get me vexed I come direct 

Others rely on their made up crew
not me though mate I come straight for you

One minute you’re coming calling me chump
the next minute running Forest Gump
I’ve never experienced intimidated slumps
the altercation ignition leads me to jump

start the motor ticks, over being a victim
insults thrown deflect don’t sink in
get thrown back with hurt inflicting
stand his ground does Nick Trim

Will call us HMS Victory and him the birds eye on a French deck,
one cannon ball later he’s drenched in a shipwreck 

So thanks to the soupers standing with me,
the victory with us not he,
again I say soupers standing with me
are the ones standing victoriously
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