Breeze Boy Poem by smachine smachine

i met this guy on the internet
his name is breeze breeze
have you heard a drink called freeze
your poems do not make sense at all and i wish you die
and i was dreaming about you falling from the sky
breeze breeze a stinking name
breeze breeze your backround does'nt have a frame
breeze breeze of with you to hell
breeze breeze smoke weed and ring my bell
breeze breeze i know your a jew
breeze breeze I HATE YOU! !