This poem is choppy and may construe..
Just stop and let, your mind brew
just Like a pot of, beef stew
Now read this, you need to
If you don't just presume to
Glance and comb through
Whatever you need to
My words don't just seduce you
They stick and cling to
Pursue and ooze through
What lies beneath you
This starts a break through!
Now if your smart you will breeze through
The words that come to
Ensue you!
If not you will struggle to
Find and come to
The point this poem eventually will imbue
To all my haters I know about you
I heard just how you
Put a nigha whole life under some, kinda review
But who has the review
For a hater we will call "You"
Me
Since you so busy hating on me
Privately never publicly
When obviously
You have come to see
The closest thing to eternity
"A Grand Marquis"
And it aint another nigha speak quite like me
Now can you see
How my writing is so "unique"
Just tell me and I'll be
Whatever and every week
I'll keep it coming and eventually
The whole world will begin to see
That it could never find a nigha quite like me!
All good things must come to an end
I just want to transcend and extend
My talents and recommend
That you would just so happen
To get your girlfriends
Together and commend
The skill that ascends!