Posted by FOCUS on 2/29/2000, 5:23 pm
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i windglide against the crimson tide/ my style bonafide, it can't be denied/ sippin red wine out of goblets/ runnin low with my fellow hobbits/ tread the plains thru rains, injected brains/ with super syrum, broke down the strains/ of your dna helix like felix the cat/ i get my pussy - never put on a hat/ armed to the teeth with my silver daggers/ i make my point brief as i staggers/ down the halls of life drunken monk steelo/ 360 degrees - i reside below/ reality's core, slit the throat of the boar/ take a quick glimpse of stigmatic lore/ the poet

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