Freestyle Part 3

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    Freestyle Part 3

    You rolled me up and smoked me like a blunt
    When you got your hands on me
    You rolled me up nice and tight
    Made me wet and smoked me all night
    I was that good, good
    That you had to smoke just right
    Kept the smoke going all night
    Never stopped till you felt you was high as the clouds in the sky
    When you came down, you rolled me up like a cigarette
    Got that nicotine affect
    Puffed on me till there was nothing left
    Then drank me like a bottle of 99 apples
    Yeah I was so good to the taste
    Take one of me and I will make you feel good all day
    You needed your fix and there I was
    Didn’t need to pop pills or do any kind of drug
    I was your rehab that didn’t last
    Now you were addicted to me

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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