Poetry Freestyle/Off the dome/

I saw the tree yesterday

and it told me that your poetry was wack

that you couldn’t even attack a sack

full of thumbtacks cause you’re too

scared of having a boo boo

your poetry is doo doo while my

poetry can attract any guy or girl

no it’s not a lie why would I ever lie?

When my hair is starting to curl that’s

when you know the fire is starting to burn–

Yo, keep it going. Please.

One Reply to “Poetry Freestyle/Off the dome/”

  1. your poetry is feces you cant meet me
    cause I’m a metaphysical lyrical criminal
    i bounce consonants with vigilance
    i mince words like garlic and innocence

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