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Jul 2015
I'M PRETTY HIGH YOU GUYS,
I'M NOT TELLING LIES, OR
CRACKING WISE.
I'M STARTING TO GET STARS IN
MY DIALATED EYES.

I'M GOING TO TAKE A WALK OUTSIDE
BUT I COULDN'T WALK A STRAIGHT LINE,
HOPE NO ONE NOTICES I SMELL LIKE ****,
INDEED, I'M FEELING PRETTY FINE.
AND IF YOU WANT TO BRING ME DOWN,
I'LL SAY 'NICE TRY TO SWINE.'
BECAUSE YOU CAN FALL IN LINE,
I'M FLOATING ON CLOUD NINE.
jennifer ann
Written by
jennifer ann  cincinnati
(cincinnati)   
598
   LB Parker
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