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Mar 2014
I feel like a pregnant chick from planet X went to space
And for some reason it was safe
But the ship wasn't
She gave birth and the ship shakes
It hit an asteroid and the ship breaks
Like the grip of the baby and mother
And the baby was caught in the gravity of a different planet and landed in a boat

Caught by one of the pirate folks with the power of the mother's hope
But distracted by this marvel they hit an iceberg and the captain died
and some guy put me in a glass barrel
And I just stared at the sky
Upset and hungry with a ***** diaper
Until I swiped up on an island of this world

Then I got adopted by some humans
Man I have no idea what I'm doin'
My natural instincts tell me to do and make what there already isn't
But these guys are about the materialism
I didn't really have any intention of this poem coming out the way it did which why I love it. My favorite crafts are the unintended ones. I was simply just writing what was on my mind in scraps and suddenly I noticed how well it would have fit to put the first two stanzas together and just fixed it to be a story of how I feel out of place in this world.
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