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poetry homework
Contributed by
BSteel
on
Wednesday, 6th September 2006 @ 07:29:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
Events
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yo chillen on the S bus,
some punk trying to show off,
all flashy as fuck with his felt hat,
was way out of line on the bus,
acccusing me of stuff,
I'm just high as fuck,
while he keeps acting like a punk,
stealing the only vacant seat,
I felt like putting holes in his felt hat,
then I run into the punk two hours later,
and tell him who's the boss and what's up.
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BSteel
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2006-09-06 07:29:43] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Re:
(User Rating: 1 ) by on
Wednesday, 19th October 2011 @ 08:46:16 PM AEST (User
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i decided against voting because voting would mean i support it in someway. i said it because there is no way i'm calling that a poem. i hope your teachers are more forgiving than i am. good luck (: |
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Re: Re: homework
(User Rating: 1 ) by on
Monday, 31st December 2012 @ 11:37:28 PM AEST (User
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I think the beat of the 1950's eventually turned into or onto the street. We reflect the inner voice the approach, I know. You see the thugs walking in the path, don't look, but if you try not to and know, they know. They'll know.
Peace - writing is meant to be true. It's not always a good thought nope. But on the street no one thinks they are better than that. Especially when they know it's not from where they're from.
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