My rhymes rhyme and in do time
my mind presses rewind..stop;
in the middle of a line,
I press pause to hear
the audiences’ applause.
Pardon me for there are no excuses,
‘scuse me.. When I’m out;
up in the air
go the dueces.
Are you tryna kill me with these rhymes?
All these words sounding so divine.
I just wanna fly away and get up outta here.
this world so cold and dreary,
what a bore to destroy,
yet it’s an adore we’ve conformed,
in this world, we’ll be on board,
forever till we have escaped this stupid door.
Oh Lord, take away this sore.
I don’t wanna be here anymore.
Forever and more, from me to you,
pouring out these super pores
(c) Virgilio Mendez and Rafaelina Siri