Diving into heaven with dirt on heels
(I only thought about becoming a serial killer)
I am laid back even when
Standing on the loped off shoulders
Jereremy the ant
Jeff the ant
All the j
Auntie dissed establishment tarry
I like ism’s
Rembering my romance with
Shakespeare get Gogh
paint my words with S paces
nearly fillled
Along ago there was a go
Why isn’t it jiant
I got flow
that’s
Below
low
shall
Owned
Dethroned
the choking chicken
Bone
Stop bre ………………. dths
Breath threads
History……….. …………………………. Me
It’s left and right side
Sipping like a teacup sip
slipped the rice
In bowled over
Yet
teY be knotted
oar not two bees
Take it ease
ly squeezely
like flies
wiped by the breeze
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