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Habitual Versing
by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Man is a habitual creature, |
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Wrote one
wrote two
wrote three
There's no mystery
the rest is history
Junkies don't have to admit
that they're hooked on it
so here I sit
don't think I'll ever quit
First came the den
then I dropped in
Then came the daze
it was like being in a maze
Later on came the craze
Some call it work
I say plays
If versing was work
I think I'd leave
No use trying to decieve
After I do my eight hours
any more labor time sours
I'm here for the fun
be right here and I
will not run
untill the day
I'm finally done
Bury me deep
my pen still won't keep
We sew what we reap
opg
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
6/9/2009 |
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This flows beautifully as your mind sees new horizons...
Be always safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
6/9/2009 |
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Grady <
I wish I was able to Rhyme as Kool as you do
I sometimes get a rhyme in or two
But not as kool as you
Peace brother
William |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
6/9/2009 |
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| very well said-if it was work--what would the joy be?? glad your mom is okay :) |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
6/9/2009 |
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Excellent poem,I like the flow of it.Your work is always appreciated,take care
EDWIN |
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