Villager King

balance fo power warning in its utmost desire
cover me Charlie Sheen with his ding a ling
pardon me midnight swing Polar King;
my mind is clear now phone will ring
ten feet tall walk through the mall...

promote a castaway villager king
Sire Henry nerw his part
a candle light variation through a dream
we look to their sea,

pulsating cock to please enough
dawn rivers threough ther trees
watching H.I.V. donner party T.V.
places we have been

This poem is about: 
My community
My country

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