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11/5/19
"Beyond the Poetry"

Grew up on country roads that were dusty
And bumpy
When I was a dummy
My life was crummy
Experienced it first hand, didn't just study
Life's a trip and at times rather funny
But it also got rather ugly and bloody
Days weren't always sunny
Couldn't stay comfy, or rely on being lucky
I'm hungry
Mind on money
My eye on women, but they don't notice me
No matter what I do, still they're not noticing

Handled, what life dealt me
Cut off, what wasn't healthy
They kept trying to tell me
That I was supposedly living how I was suppose to be
Or so it seems

Lonesomely, woe is me
For too long, I was using copiously
Living uncontrollably
Just after the highest potency

Always knew, I didn't have a high status socially
I try to support products that are made locally

Paying my respect to where I'm from
I may not be as young
But I'm still one son of a gun
Like none

Last name is Ogletree
Looking beyond the poetry
On what's important, I'm focusing
There are things you do or don't see

Not just about me, I'm talking globally
My actions now are notably done nobly and heroically
If only more did too, instead of boastfully

You must be joking me if your knowingly
Harming this planet, then I'll  take you out ferociously
Soon death approaches thee
Since there never could be diplomacy

I've got no time for hopefully
I'll get it done, stoically
In this world, I'm invested totally

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