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Oct 2015
Hoes use to make ridges
Now they're gold digging

I made a fish drown
And A tortoise run

I know a friend who
Got so high till he
Met the most high
I see a ghost fly
Putting on a bow tie
Is that a ghost worker?
Am driving you crazy
With no car
This Is A Poem From My ChapBook Mama's Boy
Gidi Quotes
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