He was multi layered,
peel back the first
and you thirsted for more.
Underneath was a great sauce,
...
They take our childhoods!
We watch the sandcastles
at our feet,
quickly, slip away.
...
I've got high cholesterol,
my doctor diagnosed it.
According to the doctor
my bad fats overflowing.
...
There's a poem in here somewhere,
between the drugs and the booze,
the knife crime and drive by shootings,
the county lines and the
...
The frame held the ego splendidly,
with a little gold chintz around the edges.
It showed it off with a little swagger and flair!
Truly, I could not fault the fine brush work,
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The frame was best supporting act,
and held the painting high and proud.
He never moaned or groaned or spat,
just hung there, all chilled out.
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