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I Wanna Be A Poet My writing is very strange, no one has more range. I've got my pen, in hand, my poems are, in demand. I use paper, it's my source, I'm a pppppoet, of course. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, I'm the best you all must confess. Writing on the paper, planning my next caper. Follow me on Twitter, on Facebook, I'm a heavy hitter. Writing in my notebook, figuring my newest hook. I feel so **** ***** can't help but being flirty. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, writing will always be my business. Feeling like a here, I used to be a zero. Six pens on my side, in case some get dried. Smoking my favorite cigarette, listening to music on cassette. Blowing rings with the smoke, how it ***** being so broke. Somewhere over the rainbow, is a *** filled with green dough. Other poets on the warpath, because they always feel my wrath. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, my rhymes have been known to cause dizziness. My name is Fred, and one day, I'll be dead yo yo. Boys Don't Cry, was a one hit wonder, I just gave that song some poetic thunder. I used to love that silly song, Youtube the video, and tell me I'm wrong. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, my only goal is to simply impress.
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 11:21 AM UTC
I Wanna Be A Poet
I Wanna Be A Poet My writing is very strange, no one has more range. I've got my pen, in hand, my poems are, in demand. I use paper, it's my source, I'm a pppppoet, of course. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, I'm the best you all must confess. Writing on the paper, planning my next caper. Follow me on Twitter, on Facebook, I'm a heavy hitter. Writing in my notebook, figuring my newest hook. I feel so **** ***** can't help but being flirty. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, writing will always be my business. Feeling like a here, I used to be a zero. Six pens on my side, in case some get dried. Smoking my favorite cigarette, listening to music on cassette. Blowing rings with the smoke, how it ***** being so broke. Somewhere over the rainbow, is a *** filled with green dough. Other poets on the warpath, because they always feel my wrath. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, my rhymes have been known to cause dizziness. My name is Fred, and one day, I'll be dead yo yo. Boys Don't Cry, was a one hit wonder, I just gave that song some poetic thunder. I used to love that silly song, Youtube the video, and tell me I'm wrong. I wanna be a poet, and you can be my poetess, my only goal is to simply impress.
allen-wilbert
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allen-wilbert
American
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 11:21 AM UTC
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