It Began As A Sleepy Soliloquy… It Ended As A Halftime Show

It’s past the time I need to go

To sleep, but here am I

Writing rhymes that rhyme sometimes

As many times I try

And why I try, I cannot lie,

Is just to try my luck

‘Cause I have no skill, but possibly still

I’ll be famous if I say white people suck.

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