Sunday, October 17, 2010

Bad Poetry


I'm Fly
I was walkin down the street, looking so fly
People took a double take, as they walked by.
I tripped on a traffic cone and it ruined my groove
But no worries, I still got the moves
I’m fly
Like a kite in the sky
I’m fly
It is no lie
I’m a straight up G, most people would agree
It’s no surprise, everyone worships me
They bow to me, like I’m a queen
Even though I’m lean, I still like pinto beans
I’m fly
Like a kite in the sky
I’m fly
It is no lie

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