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Old 02-28-03, 12:33 PM   #1
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Poelitics

Suffocating words with a pre and a suffix ~
Suffering nothing, this bar rhymes with no assonance ~
I’m dropping a bunch of homophones ~
I’m punching fags for calling homo’s phones ~
Twenty-six letters in turn form millions of words ~
Constants and vowels make nouns and verbs ~
Sitting here writing this, I use up the pens ink, held in my fist ~
One pencil writes about fifty thousand words in English ~
Counting front and back, theirs sixty six lines on an average page ~
Twelve words a line, that’s seven hundred and ninety two words per page, not counting “A’s” ~
With one pencil, I rhyme and fill sixty three pieces of paper, with nine and a quarter lines crossed out ‘cause of sheer rage ~
I wonder is their another word for synonym ~
Apple cider, cinnamon sticks, good for flu symptoms ~
Writers block, like Shakespeare carved into Mt. Rushmore ~
Grab and mount the pen, impregnate paper, break blocks like Thor ~
Put a comma on my fist and give you some punctuation ~
Bill Clintons ahead of the rest, that’s a pun situation ~

Poetic Plus Politics Produces Poelitics
Poetic Plus Politics Produces Poelitics

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious ~
Sounds pour hourly, fragile linguistics explain dry oceans ~
Spit meta’s and imagery, I need water, consume calories of this world ~
I’m using so many similes, I’m like a valley girl ~
Not much difference between what’s the truth and what’s fictitious ~
When holding a pen, barriers are crossed everything’s realistic ~
Ten tedious attendants tend to the tender wounds of two tenors ~
Apprehended all alliteration, now to find the rhyming ender ~
Search relentless for that perfect sentence ~
Work senseless, mold a word contortionist ~
Sarcastic content, don’t hold back, Like Poe flow openly ~
Can you grasp it? Minus the beat, rap is basically poetry ~
I don’t just open creativities door, I make it unhinged ~
Immunity from rules, I thought nothing rhymed with orange ~
The pen, the mic, the mind, it’s the elements ~
This is the politics of poets, its Poelitics ~

Poetic Plus Politics Produces Poelitics
Poetic Plus Politics Produces Poelitics
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