It Is Slam Time For You
Yo Yo Yo my name is Robin
And my poems are really rockin'
With me you can not compete
You will feel sad defeat
My writing skills can't be touched
All your words need to be flushed
Down the toilet with disgust
Listen to me you can trust
My opinion, you can't rhyme
It makes me sick everytime
Your words fail to connect
As all the ones you select
Should never be seen or heard
Your writing skills are absurd
It's useless to waste all your ink
Because your poems really STINK
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