Iyah May '
Heres a little poem bout Iyah May, that
sassy sweet lady, who's judt singing away.' Shes
got
Some heart this slip of a gurl, putting down
Lyric's to get bezos's hair to grow and curl.' She's hitting with a hammer'
quite like mine..Forged in 'a land
down under' her strokes
are doing smashing; fine.'
The demons are getting
jumpy, the blows are now coming fast
With the weight of world opinion turning
How long can old stuctures last? Some gray haired fools with money, have played
With innocent blood, they want to sacrifice
You too.' Will you jump into the flood?
All you need do is to say silent.' Buy their line you are worthless trash.' Or get on board with reality, its really a simple task
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