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Jan 2015
I was there
Hidden plainly in the open
What you think your the only one who wasn't seen
Think you had it tough?
Yeah I know living in a house with a witch and her three side kicks was tough
I grew up with a dad constantly out of scene
There's no pictures of him in the house
He wasn't around long enough to say cheese
Had a mom bashing me
Thrashing me with words
But you got a fairy god mother
How about throwing me a fairy go papa
No that's just obscene
Doesn't makes sense
So I sat in the back
Wondering if the girl who's never noticed would notice me
Wrong of me to think that
To amazed by the flashing wand
And her circus tricks
I'm not going to lieΒ Β 
Turning the rats into shinny black horses was kind of slick
There coats glistening under the moon light
Just a snorting and whipping there tails in the air
And two more into coachmen
Wonder if they valet park that pumpink too
Let's not forget that dress an matching shoes
You got until twelve
That's lame could've done a trick to give you some extra time too
It's only 9 old lady come on
Oh well ***** it but I'm coming too
Let me just sneak onto this coach
I might as well just get in you two still ignoring me
But no I'll get in the back where I can't be seen
Your finally in
Onwards your coachmen scream
One shooting his whip in the air
Making a cracking noise
You would think it would be a smooth ride
But nooo
These **** wheels hit every bump and rock on the road
Just tossing me around in the back
This is not how you treat a stowaway
But we're here now thank god
I jump out the back
As you go trotting up the stairs in your fancy clothes
I'm in rags that don't match
And let's not forget about the holes
I'm not dress right I suppose
I hit one of your lil coachmen
With a sneak attack an steal his clothes
Don't worry I'll give them back
I shoot up the stairs still putting on these tight *** shoes
Through the Corridors
Stopping to look at the pictures
Ooh what a fine as queen
Getting to distracted back on root
I make a left then right then another right
Crap I'm lost
I retrace my steps
Oh look a sign that says ball
I bust in like a mad man trying to stop a wedding
No it's not that people I'm just late
But you all fancy rich white folk don't care
Didn't even look me way
And I'm dressed so nice
To busy with your noses stuck in the air like the ceiling is going somewhere
I get a nod from a cute waitress
Looks likes these clothes doing the trick
I make my way to the buffet all you can eat? What that's me
Time flies when you crash a ball an steal there food
It's 11:59
Crap got to beat you to the door
I dash pash you stepping on your shoes
At least it slowed you down
Shoot past the corridor
Reached your coachmen
Gave him his clothes and some cheese
Hopped in the back
And now I'm home free
I had a blast I must say
Looks like being unnoticed has its perks
Let's do it again tomorrow
If your small *** feet don't hurt
I'm not going to lie I had fun doing this one and yea sorry it's long and long is not my forte but eh :)
Written by
devante moore  24/M
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