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The One

5/16/17 The brain comparable to a sponge No longer under, like a sub Thanks to the flood Rising up above The top layer of mud Like bath bubbles in a tub Near and far from bugs and grubs Among the trees and shrubs As well as any bears or cubs My toes got stubbed From bumping into nubs Pulled into the pub While carrying a dub Opposite side of the wooden club Coughing out my lungs Beyond numb Off so much liquor and drugs Oh well, if they want to nudge and judge I'm not going to budge Or hold a grudge Just going to shrug, snub and shun While I continue to trudge Through it all including toxic sludge Those that want to call me dumb And look at me like a dud Get viewed as if their dung and scum From here to kingdom come Phlegm flung Out of the lungs As tools were swung Below the moon and sun Wherever we worked and dug Making sure things were level and plumb Items were slung Over a shoulder then hung Took a plunge On a planet revolving around funds Had my fair share of fun But never said I was done Like none Because I am the one They tried to lunge Then got broken thumbs And quickly attempted to run But I easily was able to overcome Stepping all over them like a piece of gum For free, you will not get another pun Some live by the gun Using hollow points or slugs And others are completely spun Regardless of if their life journey had just begun My Cuz and any other related blood I got you, it's all love Many a times I clung On the lowest and highest rungs Unwilling to succumb Just marching to the beat of my own drum By: Dalton Ogletree

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