Why be lazy with language?

Why would you say that the day is nice?

When you could say it’s like living in fucking paradise

Why bother with boring shit nouns?

Pass me over the poetry crown

Being using extraordinary and intelligent words in poems since 86

Putting pen to paper to get my fix

Strutting about, cock of the walk, OG style

Walking forward with a smile, mile after mile

An example of an indestructible force of nature

But now the eye is on the prize, steady and mature

Soaking it all up now totally relaxed

This show will never get axed

Never give up or get disheartened

Me, myself, the honest truth is that I’ve only started

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