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Sep 2016
A duel you've challenged me to
One you can't hope to compare
You be the fly and I the shoe
Or maybe a rabbit i will ensnare

Go ahead make your move
Try to out verse me
You won't be this smooth
You'll be on your knees begging a plea

I'll cut threw your sappy verse
**** all over your rhyme
We can carry you out in a hearse
It won't take much time

So bring me my glory
Lay at my feet
Your fight won't be much a story
Once your deceit
Um. Ok. So this happened? Probably not even good but that's ok. It's fine.
The Mellon
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The Mellon  21/M/USA
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