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Thinking for you (Free verse) by J.B. Manning Every time
I try to rhyme
I spit forth
This bile and slim
And lock the doors
Inside my mind
The keys to which
I cannot find
And madness asks me
Where the hell Iâve been
Up the ladder:
Difficult Decisions
Down the ladder:
The Devil & Me
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Posted: September 24, 2003 3:25 PM PDT; Last modified: September 24, 2003 3:25 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.190725 Overall Rank: 4670 Comments:
Just Out! Standard answer...
did you forget the 'e' in slime? 214 view(s)
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Like mine, in lime, for niggers thirsting -- a lemon fizzy blast of white crack and pink ass.