By Arcassin Burnham

I swear I hate the imataters more than the know-it-alls,
Its like your smart,
But we dont need knowledge dropped on us all,
We've been in school long enough to quit the tattle tell,
Meanwhile I grasp the people's hands and fragrance,
Say I like your smell,
With the words that I wrote,
So misunderstood,
You gave me quotes and meanings,
I did a sentence good,
Momma are you proud,
I just did a paragraph all by myself,
I would yell it out loud,
But I'll be fool of myself,
Like Rhymes,
I was always so use to,
Instead I flow from my heart,
And they say who are you,
Thinkin about how many gallons of perfect defined *****,
Would flow in my blood stream,
Unicorns , free food , smokes and gorgeous curvy women,
Would be the greatest dream.