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Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the most non-human trafficked animal for my keratin hair. In the west Philippines, born and raised In the burrows of hollow trees is where I spent most of my days, Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all young Eatin' some bugs with my elongated tongue. When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started poachin' everythin' in my neighborhood. My homie got hunted, but my mom made it through She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in the zoo.' I whistled for a conservationist and when they came near Their license plate said “IUCN” and they had brothers in the rear. If anything I could say they should drive me too, So I hopped in the back - 'Yo, homes to the zoo.' I pulled up to a building about seven or eight And I yelled to my savior 'Yo homes, smell ya late' I looked at my kingdom, Where the poachers couldn’t get to, As I sat in my enclosure as the Pangolin of the zoo.
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Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 11:10 PM UTC
The Fresh Pangolin of the zoo
The most beautiful girl in the world and I am taking her out to dinner. She is wearing red tonight, violet in the evening, white to bed, and blue in the morning. I am inhaling the tropics outside and through the hotel window My Rosaline, My love, you are the most Bel-Air you will ever be again. I left my heart there for sure.
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 7:12 AM UTC
Bel Air