Rap #1 Poem by Regan Galloway

Rap #1



Well, you gave me your number
the other day,
but you don't even call me anyway.
What you sayin bout me
it really ain't true,
so you better keep movin
or your gonna turn blue.

My mama said no,
but my daddy said yes,
you betta be beliven
what i say is true.

One day soon,
I'ma gonna leave you,
so you better be good,
and do what you should.

Don't you lay a hand on me,
or call me a liar,
you better be good,
and do what you should.

So you better be good
and so what you should.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the words just came to me. i dont know why it sounds better with the right beat box.
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