Friday, February 6, 2015

#poetry - Calling the Copts

Nobody better call the Copts on me
They far too cool for your school
They all got things to do better
Not have a to do

I am not fighting mama
I have a surge of the mana
The whole dorn thing has got crazy
Compared to yesterday's lazy

I swear I'll make it to bed
If I don't think myself dead
In this quite earlier hour
I have gone mad with my power

The day has begun like this
How will I have fit my mask tomorrow

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