Rhyme, Rhyme, Rhyme
RHYME, RHYME, RHYME
I gave my little brother a dime
'Cause he wanted to buy some slime
He said, a dime won't buy no slime
You try to trick me all the time
Slime will cost at least a dollar
So ante up before I holler
I'll lay in the floor, kick and wallow
'Til you decide to come up with a dollar
Mama and Daddy will come to see
Just what's going on with me
There'll be no place for you to flee
What do you think your punishment will be
I can tell you before I start
Screamin' and hollerin', you'll be smart
To take me downtown to Wal-Mart
And put me some slime in the shopping cart
29 September 2013
Rhyme Battle Contest
Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2013
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