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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Johnny spent all his time hustling Finally found himself in the lap of luxury All the cash he had Was so damn comforting That somehow the clown Had begun to think That there was nothing he Could do That could bring him back to That struggle he, Knew well But not well enought to keep It all from crumbling He'd forgotton about all the stuff That he Did That put him in that lovely seat, To begin with All the stuff that he, Claimed he was above He ended up underneath Left wondering What coulda been, To him it was almost like It was all just a dream Overlook a subtleties And go from a humungus tree, To Twisting Tumbleweeds Now It'sall water under the bridge.... But not to the submarine When Left to his devices He got victomized By his own vices, Definitely wasn't living What his best life is Put him in a crisis, Irony quite thick His main and his side chick said Sianara "I got better stuff to do Than chill with you" The two dimes split Like 4 nickels, the ordeal, Had forced him to, re-analyze his Priorities And Re-Prioritize them He had to admit, His life was all out of alignment His mind drifted Constantly and took him for a ride that was difficult to exit Stuck on the passenger side Disappointed with, His compulsive Decision making Took way too many, Devastating blows and hits Rolling with the punches.... Someone must have broke their wrist He tried to hold his head High during those tumultuous times But his thoughts were so heavy It always sent his chin towards his chest Now he's just, Trying to let the lesson sink in And hit the deep end, So the next time he's put to the test He can pass it while he's sleeping & Rise From the Ashes That he left as he slept Like a phoenix And stop doing things Without Rhyme or Reason
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