Stacked Rhyme: When I Go To Pay My Rent

When I go to pay my rent,
In lies, no true, say I spent
Yen. Why so few stay high? Vent
Sins! Cry woes! New ways by, went
Men. Guys show blues play eyes. Cents
Spend! Buy lows who may die. Gents
Win sly dough; Views day skies sent.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Kendrick Avatar
November 2, 2012 at 2:49 PM
Interesting work...Sara
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