I wrote a poem
That shut down the zone
Why? I cannot say
SzAdmin frowned
But on his crown
And made sure that my scribblings
…drowned
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I’m starting to think
That I’m out of sinc
Each word gets met with a scowl
But I’ll sing for my sup
Who am I to give up?
And simply throw in the towel
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The pirate of my heart
Goes the way of sea
All in jest to follow me
Nay, I say, don’t follow me
My man, my love, my rider of the sea
Ocean believer dive down below
Where it’s dark and cold and no one knows
Where the light is dim and the shipwreck froze
In time, my love, my pirate knows
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Some think I’m a jerk
All play and no work
But it’s the ladies I attract
With my one man act
And it’s in my face that they twerk!
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That was beautiful, @odiledecaray!..
I like to write. That was improvised quickly.
That’s what you wanted, right? A quick improv?
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Drinking coffee
They tryna fault me
For my hysteria
Only in America
I may be crazy
But my hallucinations are a field of daisies
So why complain
Sometimes there are advantages of being insane
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If that was off the cuff, I’d lurve to see ya on the cuff’!! 
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I could hear the rap while I was reading it…cool!
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That’s what happens when you have a deadline to meet. I specifically said “off the cuff” so it would force posters to just blurt it out. No hemming and hawing…no second guessing so the piece never gets written…etc.
A deadline can be a great creative motivator. Look what @odiledecaray and @turningthepage just wrote. Wasn’t that wonderful?
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I like pizza pies
Like J, I was quite surprised
(@SurprisedJ)
When they served me an order of fries
When mouse doesn’t get cheese he cries
So mouse dropped the beat
And Donald Duck packed the heat
Goofy rockin the club
Take you outside and show you my Benz on dub
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I’m a bit of a hack
I’ll give you that
But fame is not what I seek
To make people happy
When my gums get flappy
Is all that I want for my peeps
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Killin’ time
Why not bust a rhyme
My studies encompass hate crime
Like how people throw ■■■■ at mimes
Now it’s about an hour to go
Before I put on my show
My psychology flow
If I don’t succeed I’m going six feet below
I mean six feet deep
I’ll be slaughtered like a sheep
Spitting my thesis to my peeps
And if it flys, I’m at my peak
Yeah the peak of the life
The life filled with strife
Every time I put up its like I’m under the knife
Because I might not make it
But every chance, I take it
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Huff and puff
My nose is all stuffed
Dang this cold sure is tough
Feeling rough
Pass the buckleys
Ugggh I hate the taste so much
Put me to bed 2 pillows one sheet
I’m gettin better I said
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a gang of five
roast a child alive
5 x 100 in the box
screamed the man to the girl
whom he;d stripped to her socks
another tatoo young master max?
or should it be sam to hide the facts
you know it’s so funny
on this day so clear
disel on water
like so many tears
i’m sure that she cries
under so many lies
boudicca buried
"so long as she dies"
there is murder afoot
as a todler cries
nobody cares
for the where’s and the why’s
here comes the foil
again for the mark
a gullible child
alone in the dark
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In the midst of a forest of a thousand trees
the density too great to hear my pleas
there is a path, that must be true
yet how to find that, without a clue
how do i move, where no one sees
I’ll rely on touch, it will guide me through
step by step, all the way to you
but my steps lack trust, and I start to freeze
I need direction, a beginning please
a tree falls, this is my cue
so I walk towards it, still ill at ease
but I could be right, and my worries cease
some light appears, to be coming through
they help me see, these rays of blue
all that darkness and lack of ideas
have faded now that I’m sure of these
I found a way and it must be true
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Revel in cities night for the starshine aloof to light
The way of my dreams amidst gallows and choirs means
Where your soul knows my love until the night redeemed
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Got the new car
Got clean in 1990 and I’ve come far.
Eating the soup ,from a jar, my mistake, a tin can.
Schizophrenia? ‘I’m not it’s biggest fan
I wish I could jam, I can’t play a note,
My life right now, doesn’t get my vote.
I’m not too creative, I’m far from the hood’
Grew up in Los Gatos, It’s all good.
Whaddya know? I’m actualy rappin
I guess nappin’ rhymes with rappin’.
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Psychosis rolls in like a changing tide…
trying to break through the land that sits high…
one wants to stand the other wants to ly…
all the while the sacrifice of battle is billed
to the suffering of the battered mind…
the one who must watch the shores…
the place where he is forced to reside.
Bing bang boom
Yay another tune
Rolled up the rim in my room
While watching date night on tv on a Thursday
Mayday mayday somebody get this kid out the door ASAP it’s is freaking birthday bake him a cake for darn sakes or better yet pancakes
This sentence runs on and on like full houses re runs I’d rather watch comic con
Lol pure gibberish off the top of my head