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Scumbags of the Earth

Date Written: September 8, 2017
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Scumbag of the Earth, Scumbag is trash, all we become is an earthly stash.

Beneath all my trees, beneath all their deeds, Dirty indeed and here without greed.

Friend as they say, brother they play! Heavenly words quickly gone astray.

Yes in deedy, I figured , I gone needy. I turned round that corner and looked for some weed, and thought twice about a girl who turned up the sheets.

Pulled out, pushed in, the Space it was came from within. It was two elbows, a rack without sin.

I said to a stray, no longer within, hard headed and I win!

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by Ian M Maldonado
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