Dip my quill into the inkwell
I think help is needed & with my will...
The sea parts, then I bring hell
Where your waves meet I sink shells
Who better? Pray tell who wrote that script
You emote until in the mote you dip.
Kill a roach the same way I smoke a clip
Roller coaster lip, you ride the same highs & lows
Same American tale fieval knows
If you worried bout where dude buys his clothes
Then you are several steps from being the bi-est gnome
Another bias clone shelved for writing poems
Better off lying and crying about the dislikes & votes
Boohoo. Blah blah. Go cry to your ma-ma
While I help when she struggles to get her bra off
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.....laugh....and the world laughs with you
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