I was once something, that came from something/ gluttony describes consumption/ finding contentment in all that was torrid/ but, with my memory sorted/ & the proverbial thought of my heart all contorted/ and for-fitting never an option/ i then took on the physical form of a goblin/ inertly talented with the gift of mobb'n/ and mojo powers like austin/ skating over tracks like erick koston/ in downtown gotham/ steel'n & robb'n/ many other activities i'm involved in/ i walk a fine line gladly/ colored in because writers die nasty/ we savvy?/ yeah see/ you heed calls when it comes to casting/ & my obligations are to weapon's & the underground's backing/ that's the difference between folklore pop art/ and creators of lost art/ kellog's & conart/ k now i'm getting redundant/ literally how "sheople" function/ the decline of our western civilization/ other than lack of decent occupation/ is the fleeting literary usage of patience/ & overindulgence of bacon/ cavity craven/ over-populated pagans/ engage'n/ in al bundy stay cation's/ at the local day's inn/ with self esteem ready to cave in/ i stretch in relief from this box that i've been caged in.....
m.c. Ewok one
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