just a test
this is just a test.
a test to show the best how it's really done when my pen scratches the surface
i scribble and i scrawl my ideas really hit the wall..then i stop.
they coming flowing out of me like the venomous chick Poison Ivy
like vines they wrap around my mind and give a tight squeeze. I have these adoring fans and they are all screaming and jumping from the stands. wishing wanting and wondering what the next stan-za beez!
I do this for all the young kids the one whose voice is to silent but their papers, and pen let their thoughts go on auto pilot.
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