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My poetical reflections cause mental erections
Stretchin’ the stem of ya brain with my heavenly blessin’
Metaphorical food for thought is like a sensual session
Baby if ya body’s a salad then the sex is the dressin’
My words are destined to keep many lecturers guessin’
Or popping a question for students on the topic for testin’
The flow wont stop even if you got me arrested
I rise to top cause I’m not even probably contested
My pen is my soul or possibly at least an extension
The paper is the pearly gates where I finish my sentence
Never a joke or in jest but please ingest the expression
My brain food is readily digested and never in question
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JA! Sweet. Jag kan annars fylla på:
"Pause! I never use the word beacuase/ I don't know if this jam is mine or yours/ But I keep doing my rhymes anyway / Cause brother Kane (Alltså Mr. Hauer. red anm) is here and here to stay/"
Sorry...kunde inte hålla mig.
Puss
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