Low Life

The cases wot
The course is hot
The searches are lots
The menace is still pot.
They pot a plant
They plant the pot
They pottery to plant on me
They plant pot in the pottery
But nobody told me!

Why didn’t you tell?
School Teacher, God & Father / Son…
#Complex
Consideration
Offer and Exchange the Aeons then
In a state of Zen
When the pen hits the floor
And the rhetoric is 24/7 on your daughter’s bedroom.
Rhyme for “HIM!!!

Wyman
Jagger
Jaeger
Jagged Edge :
What is this music in the hedge?
#Withness
The Silent Witness of pages of E
Allah is zindabad
The sin is bad
When
Why What Wherefore
There is door and cupboard & he sort us out hard.

Stars do Unto when the money is for you
So the Holy can do what the Holy can do::
But || I want to be a Star ||
                                         She FELL some trees and they are far
    We have met again
                                       We have met again

Comment on the emanation
Seldom is there a worthy nation
The Bhutanese are not far from ease
When the Saturn turns past the first past the post.

There are those who need love the most
There are those who were loved the most
But those who have the most money
Should not find time so funny.

Laughter in Westminster about the East
Time to Feast
Time to Feast
Quoting a Critic and eating in the East.

What about Indonesia
Erdogan’s on his knees
They all wanted to do trade with China
But your dishes were shared with Shaava Shaava.

Back at class
Stuck on the word Ass
giving
Curriculum-ing

banking
It’s all Academic NOW!
{ We can’t even be here now
So how can we be there with a Wow
Nobody went past the same Celebrity twice
Aliens would spelled The X Files rather nice
For a Quarter past Tory }

Stores
The hoardes
Stories for the boards
Tread carefully on the dreams of the streams of the tears from the fears of the leering men who drink Beers..
.. sell me Beer Britain Army
… teach me some Whiskey for Grants
…. drive safely
….. think irresponsibly

But do not come home upset at RnB
That was for me
Then I had a scene
They were being mean
And we had a sheen
There was closet things
I had phones that rings
My friends weren’t into Bling
And the Nigger knew what he meant.Call me again : Alligator – When will you have a B

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