One time I found zee blogger
He throw me to the ground
“you must write some fancy words
Or you must leave this town”
I write a simple poem
Mine tail is on the line
But he don like my poem
And tell me it don rhyme.
He wanta thing that really speaks
And tells the world some news
He want all that and he don wanta
Buy me fancy shoes?
I walk a lot in city streets
My feets they hurt so bad
I never gonna write for him
He gonna be so sad.
Today he come for writing
The one I have is sweet
It talk about the homeless life
And how this guys a geek.
He loves the thing I wrote
He’ll add it to his blog
Zee only other copy
got eaten by my dog.
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