Hippity Hoppity

Why I should not write hip hop lyrics. I woke up last night with some rhymes in my head. That does­n’t hap­pen very often, so I pulled out a pen and wrote them down. You’re wel­come.

Whether I’m rock­ing pas­ta fazo­ola

in clam­p­down Ashtab­u­la,

or earn­ing ras­ta moolah

behind the vestibu­la,

It don’t mat­ter. I’m takin’ you out

of school and let­ting the truth

unspool like a silent movie.

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