Black Poetry : Wow somebody took the pickles out my lunch I'm tickle a bunch got class when I speak, last week went

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  1. rhymebad

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    Wow somebody took the pickles out my lunch I'm tickle a bunch
    got class when I speak, last week went to the beach to have punch
    but it was closed, keep my skills handy in case I meet some candy
    lace you never know so I keep a clever flow and forever go for a dandy
    love bizarre and inexplicable in the car tickle sweaty and rapping because
    some junk already happen like FREDDY I'm napping in a nightmare pause
    my scripts and slang is fly while spaceships hang in the sky, smart and legit
    have a sharp wit but won't cut myself from the gut try deft words and hit
    brains and git dames to give I up, vocab is glory in a laboratory try mix
    some junk and fix the funk eat trixs and pump up the volume on a Twix
    turn down for what?
     
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