Tyler Fugazzie Poems

Believe me, I get it
You turned all your jeans into jorts
And now you're worried
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The summer bum
In his yard again

Suburban beached whale
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Let go into
A total incognito

Soaking in
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Creatures who lurk behind everything you don't do
Would like to say hello

Treat them the way you treat grass
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Please don't make fun of how I dance
My reign as Groove Tiger is almost done

My body is made to wear clothes and tear poses
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