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Nicholas Feb 2020
Splashes of water to the face
in order to save face.

I don’t think I’m meant for this place
but maybe I’d do better in outer space
if Elon sent me to Mars where I can set up base.
up there would be no rat race,
up there I’d set the pace
and I would lead it with grace

then send me to hyperspace
to see where the chips float.
Nicholas Feb 2020
Me and the family
have some struggles
I’ve been staying busy
working doubles
digging tunnels
with no shovel.

These are just some of my troubles
I’ve got blood
on my knuckles
Momma
I was never a saint
I could never show restraint.

— The End —