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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 10/22/22 They try to get the inside scoop By beginning to snoop But they're just full of poop Like the ground floor of a chicken coop Rarely intentions honest, too many out to dupe Pathetic how low they're willing to stoop Against the opposing group Regardless if they do it solo or with a troop This cycle continues to loop Spinning around in a circle like a cauldron full of soup Back in the day I use to hoop But now I hardly give a hoot They often test close to their death in one fell swoop It's the root of evil that they continue to bite like fruit Sorry that it's a hard pill to swallow but it's the truth Been this way since John Wilkes Booth Babe Ruth Also when I was a youth The same can be said since way before then due to an old tooth As well as being a sleuth Continually I just fought Taking much loss At what cost? Continual power shut offs As well as human contact being cut off If it does no good then stop giving it much thought Easiser said than done, when you're recovering from such shock From here to beyond New Brunswick Ain't that some s*** That they too often judge quick Where at all is there any justice? They stay quiet as a mouse Or bad mouth Then drag it out If there's one thing I know its that all this craps about As bad as all these damn droughts Such a sad route Always passed out From being blacked out On top of burning through a half ounce Inside empty, never a crammed house Of course at one point I had doubts Not just words but the truth I rap about Regardless of if that counts
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