The poeple do say that i am the one
Thee you say not, shall be slain like a rock
I am the king of all, you are my son
I will always back it up, you're all talk
You think you are class, to me you are swine
I love Candy in my chocolate shop
Man stop talking your making me less kind
You are just a frog so leave with a hop
Dillon doesnt like this class but oh well
This morning I ate some eggs for breakfast
You would love to have eggs huh, I can tell
This sonnet was not very good much less
Thats right i dont care
thats right just keep the stare
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