a freestyle version, o f what happens in turn when
I can't pick the pen up like I'm writing in cursive
the king of the Persians, a sultan to the merchants
travailing for months its time for the birthing
without a purchase, I expand my first plan
opening my palms to create man from sand
I'm not the creator but the modified updater
sending you a virus to your children via cater
a platter from the plater, design for the shaper
You'll never see presidency like Ralph Nader

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