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The playful DJs,
Naughtiness and filthiness.
Seamless robbery.
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A crooked dancer,
Rolling around the ceiling,
Holds all the answers.
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Pondering my thoughts,
A penny for your treble,
Relentless drumbeat.
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I’m at it again,
I’m random randomising,
Chunks of electric.
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I created this,
My imaginary friends,
Have inspired me.
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I’m randomising,
This recycled poetry,
Glitch in the matrix.
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Speeding through the night,
When the sun goes round and round,
Massive decibels.
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