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5/16/17


The brain comparable to a sponge
No longer under, like a sub
Thanks to the flood
Rising up above
The top layer of mud
Like bath bubbles in a tub

Near and far from bugs and grubs
Among the trees and shrubs
As well as any bears or cubs

My toes got stubbed
From bumping into nubs

Pulled into the pub
While carrying a dub
Opposite side of the wooden club

Coughing out my lungs
Beyond numb
Off so much liquor and drugs
Oh well, if they want to nudge and judge
I'm not going to budge
Or hold a grudge
Just going to shrug, snub and shun
While I continue to trudge
Through it all including toxic sludge

Those that want to call me dumb
And look at me like a dud
Get viewed as if their dung and scum
From here to kingdom come

Phlegm flung 
Out of the lungs

As tools were swung
Below the moon and sun
Wherever we worked and dug
Making sure things were level and plumb

Items were slung
Over a shoulder then hung

Took a plunge
On a planet revolving around funds


Had my fair share of fun
But never said I was done

Like none
Because I am the one


They tried to lunge
Then got broken thumbs
And quickly attempted to run
But I easily was able to overcome
Stepping all over them like a piece of gum

For free, you will not get another pun
Some live by the gun
Using hollow points or slugs
And others are completely spun
Regardless of if their life journey had just begun

My Cuz and any other related blood
I got you, it's all love

Many a times I clung
On the lowest and highest rungs
Unwilling to succumb
Just marching to the beat of my own drum

By: Dalton Ogletree

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