My Morning Rhymes
In the morning at the crack of dawn down in Canal Park, I watch the sun breaking through the grim dead of dark. I stand behind a counter to make sure people get their smokes, and watch the kids run around with their different folks. The hillside is coming down so they all can get their toaks, no drinks so they all got their different strokes. Yes, sometimes I choose to be under influence: of my brothers, my sister, or just my common sense. Hence, I make my own decisions seeing life with my own vision, and with great precision I thee wed this great division. So to all of you today, I say, test a water that’s uncharted, cause this is my day, and I’m just getting started.
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-Berv
about 14 years agojill
about 14 years agoEvilResident
about 14 years ago