Me and my soul mate are Breeding Machine guns
I got the bullets to end all your problems
Kicking down your hatred because I am on the Front Page
I wasn't born here nor will I stay here
Because I will live here
I wasn't made for the Front Page, it was made for me
Behold I hold the key to a new kind of Poetry!
let me amplify my voice
Let me Bark like the stray dogs
I will make noise for you boys
I am the white bull in dark horseshoes
I am here today, here tomorrow, here forever, here to make history while shouting on Hello Poetry!

THE LOVE WE HAVE FOR WRITING SAYS WE SHARE A LOT IN COMMON,
SOMETIMES WE TRY TO RUN AWAY FROM BOREDOM
BUT IT GETS TOO HARD AND WE TEND TO WRITE
WE EXPRESS MOST OF OUR EMOTIONS OUT
NOT FOR THE MONEY BUT JUST TO SEE WHO CAN RELATE
AND I AM ADDICTED TO THE FRONT PAGE
BECAUSE I WANT MY MESSAGE TO SPREAD FROM AGE TO AGE!