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Ok so last night I wrote this poem and for some reason I felt it was awesome so I wanted everyone to read it. It's nothing special and most of you will probably just go... "Ok..." But I really like it and hopefully someone will appreciate it. Well here it is.
I really don't feel like writing
So this will probably be the last thing I write
Tonight
It's not that I'm sad
I'm just tired
Yeah, so that's the whole thing. Moving on. Friday night was really awesome. I got to hang out with Mrs. Murphy and her family. And right now this guy named Leandro is staying with them. Leandro is a foreign exchange student from Portugal and his favorite band is freakin' Pink Floyd. He's really awesome. So we ate dinner at Mrs. Murphy's and then we all went and saw the Aviator (My third time seeing it in theatres... yeah it's fricking amazing). Nate Dogg met us up at the theatre and he saw it with us also. Everyone loved the movie and we had a swell time. I think came back to Raleighs and we kind just crashed. But right before I crashed I wrote that poem.
So I woke up this morning and went to watch Raeligh and his little bro play basketball... they were quite the force to reckon with. Raleigh wore his tiny little shorts and his brother Ethan had on HUGE shoes. They lost both games but received an A for effort. Ecspecially since Raleigh fouled out on purpose.
Anyways. Harvey is going well.
Sorry I don't ever post or return comments....
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| So the Thespian confrence was schway. I was in a one act with Raleigh and we rocked it hard. Wordie.
The Pineapple Club kicks some sweet buns.
For all of you suckers who had to go on school Friday... HAHAHAHA!
That's right.
Wow.
I think I'm in love with rap
2pac to be exact
It's just a simple fact
Another fact is that this week I entered a pact
Cigar burn on my back
Gotta pick up the slack
This semester in school
Don't play me like a fool
Cause I'm damn cool
Don't be sore
Got your mama, sister, AND dad begging for more
Cause I don't control
I just let go
And flow
Like the ocean
I've got a sick trick motion on the dance floor
I never call a girl a whore
I'm always there to open the door
I'm more of a gentleman than James Bond
Except my hair ain't black or blonde
It's brown
Like the crap I sling and fling
At all you crap rap flap-jack sack wannabee's
Go get yours somewhere else
I OWN KANSAS
Pour me a class of wine
I'll eat any tree even a pine
Because you know what?
This rap shits mine
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