A Little Preview To My Books Of Poetry I'd Like You To TASTE and SAVOR

I woke up at an Early Hour, and Never Cower out of A Battle.  Need a Shower Half-Power Now Ya Rattle tittle tattle.  Bring the noise break you like a play toy, Not a C.R.E.S.T. but I’m from the fucking Bay Boy Stay Away Natty Bombaclai. Die. Why? Who Wanna Test Original Rude Boy Lyrical? It’s gonna be a hysterical miracle quite spiritual.

Rock da spot with an intricate plot OH Susan Suh SO Hot who you? Goddamn man pop the whole block off shit takes five.  Take Ten Million You’re Dead. I’ll swat them down with vengeance and great furious anger most definitely fictionalizing pulpits.  Cock Back Da 9…

Street skating, poetry relating and saying fuck dat Kick-Push Wack Shit On a Daily Basis Kid. Ain’t No Commercial Rapper Faking Jax. Satan the Beautiful 7^th Sun Lucifer Down in the Underworld with the Bad Botty Boyz and the Little Naïve Girls.  Prince of Darkness Deception.

Westwardly Expanding I Naturally Interpret Manifestos of Destiny. The Magenta Ministration Majestically Malls Mover-Shaker Salutes to the High and Mighty.  GOD the Original Creator of Creature Seeks the Higher Learning Superbly burning whack snakes never earning. Superficial Sadness Destroys the Soul Seeps into the Silence of Suicidal Tendencies taking over Tyranny.

It Be the Knowledge Seeker Son of a College Teacher the Immortal auricle Portal Opens Scoping the Moping Groping Prick Stroking Molestation of Insanity Demonstrations Deviating of the Doomed Damsel and Distress Scenario to the Wicked as It Seems Dionysus Seclusion Sanctifying the Soft Soliloquy of modern volitional solution self-helping step techniques. Take 5.