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Jomarc Bernardo Poem
My feet,
got a rhythm
A nervous beat
Oh the meet
Should I eat more meat?
Nah focus more on wheat
Better calm down and take a seat.
World coming at you like a big huge fleet
They try and feed you but you don't wanna eat
I don't like the taste of there beets
I'd rather give myself some tasty treats
Oh wall street
I ain't gonna eat
Get off my bicycle seat
Filthy ol' wall street smelling like your grandma's toilet seat
gonna throw you in some disgusting embassy suite
I used to have a fear of hurdles, but I got over it.
-Jomarc Bernardo
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Jomarc Bernardo Poem
The class clown
Made society Frown
Should put his *** down
I know barely anything on politics
Probably nothing
And this fake satire
Isn't the proper attire
For whats up
Don't take a sip from my cup
And open your mind really
stop being silly
I make kids laugh
As If I'm a sexy giraffe
I'm really the plague
Hitting the young youth
Just grow up
and Drink your own cup
Copyright © Jomarc Bernardo | Year Posted 2014
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Beautiful bloom,
The excitement of the nation
Beautiful doom
A pure countries damnation
The beauty of a flower
Is that of the oppressive power
God bless the U.S.A
For remaining strong today
Copyright © Jomarc Bernardo | Year Posted 2014
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