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B-a Story2

As my story begins, 
I was born on 30th March 6889 AD with beats audio in my ears, 
With a pen in between my index finger, 
So make no err, I’m a playwright and so was my Queen Mother,
Even when I never had and I have no cheese, music fed & feeds me.
My ears don’t listen to this, that & those!
Music is my sovereign princess because it never breaks my heart & it will never,
So I fell in love with music because it’s Y.A.S,
That’s why I #8ryan I will never refrain from listening to music & writing!
I got all music genres in my favorite playlist, after all music is my, mind control,
So let’s, bass, stereo, pop, jazz, classic & rock my playlist,
Killjoys, don’t yah make a name against #8ryan’$ music club life,
Because there dwells only one club life at time in Amagoro!
My music room is my habitual writing room!
30th March is a Celly day for my birth-date & my music club life, so STFU, 
Cause’ music qualifies to inspire me to write,
This freedom at 21st century makes me to be cool #Af 
Cause’ my music club life speaks for itself, 
Now shall you take my name & use it, let me be,
Cause’ I’m the minister of words!
And the winner who will never quit on himself
Enjoy the funkin poem.

T.m.Ts ©BryanDePoet

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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