I'm eccentric, excessive and extremely entertaining.
I'm exceptional, expressive and enjoy when I'm explaining.
I'm enlightened, enthralling with an elevated ego.
Everything is edible and edits make things credible but evidently excellence is all I ever eat though.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:40 PM UTC
Incase of cases of curiosity; it's best to believe it's both a blessing and a curse to survive as some cool kid.
I'm regularly rolling around in smoke; the crystal ball says I'm clearly no cruel kid.
I've lived and I've learned and I learn while I live like the youngest of oldest of school kids.
Avoiding a lot doesn't make me a rude kid.
Looking up-top just makes me blue quick; and looking down-low just makes me too sick.
I'll admit it, I'll admit it - I love being a cool kid.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
I don't want to be tough.
I'm too sharp to be rough.
I'm ecstatic and emphatic even more than enough.
I'm not even lying, this is barely a bluff.
I'm a big bad wolf without the huff and the puff.
I'm a rebellious hipster horrified of handcuffs.
I hate that I hate when I have the hiccups.
My mind is a medley that's made when mixed up.
I'm convinced that confessions crystal-clear **** up.
You could say **** it" but I'd say "it's ******
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:04 PM UTC
Women and money make the world go round.
Gravity grips all the greats to the ground.
Poetry properly packs a pound.
Fighting is futile some research was found.
Sanity speaks without making a sound.
Last but not least - seriously, stick around - Magic's my tailor so my suits are spellbound.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
Women and money make the world go round.
Gravity grips all the greats to the ground.
Poetry properly packs a pound.
Fighting is futile some research was found.
Sanity speaks without making a sound.
Last but not least - seriously, stick around - Magic's my tailor so my suits are spellbound.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
It isn't funny how I think I know what's what.
The irony is, I'm sculpted to survive as either a saint or a ****
It isn't funny how I think I know who's who.
The irony is, I'm the GOAT among sheep and this life is Zeus's zoo.
It isn't funny how I think I know where's where or why's what the way it is when it is what it is.
The irony is, I'm making my story not 'His'.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 1:57 PM UTC
I'm forever ******* followed by the stains made by my magic lamp.
I'm a rebel and a role model like rolling ****** down a ramp.
I'm wide awake while dreaming wet when days insist on being damp.
I'm a lad that loves a lady like that dog called 'The Tramp'.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
I'm a dog that doesn't drown.
I'm a faker without a frown.
I'm too lost to be found.
I'm a king without a crown.
I'm not a fan of the ground.
I'm not sane but I'm sound.
I find it easy to be loud.
I'm not perfect but I'm proud.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC
If ever one meats with any metaphorical meaning in my mind, one will notice its medium-rarity.
Maybe even ponder inside its pans (or puns) playing poultry to its poetry.
Better yet, one would willingly fish for feelings and try to fry (or fly) playing poultry to its potency.
Mealtime; one will move on from the meeting thereafter, with the sort of sensation in one's stomach that's abnormally associated with winged insects.
By then, it would have been a ravishing rendezvous, remebered without rue; tummies would have been filled too.
A moment made mainly with a mixture of magic as well as a dab of madness - an exhibition of eloquent intent, like eating expensively at an elegant event.
Does one get it?
Coz if one doesn't; I DEE GEE A Sugar Honey Ice Tea.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
I'm me.
I'll get over myself when you get over it.
I'm me.
I'm a rolling stone on some boulder ****
I'm me.
I'd be ****** if I gave a ****
I'm me.
I'm a man with a plan and I plan to be 'The Man'.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 1:46 PM UTC