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My poem: about meth and kareoke machines
The microphone is always in my hand
I'm thinking of starting my own band My parents hate the ruckus I'm the biggest suckest Singing loud for all to hear "Will he ever shut up?" Is a question they need cleared up. I sing when I'm happy , I sing when i'm sad I even sing when I shoulden't have TO all of you who have never tried Meth and Kareoke machines are one hell of a ride. |
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