That's All I'M Gonna Feed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
That's All I'M Gonna Feed
It's not about the rhyme,
And reason.
Not about it no.
Not about the minds flipping out.
Not about it!
Not about whatever's in season.
Not about it no.
And not about the lips poked out.
Not about it!
It's not about the rhyme,
And reason.
Not about it no.
Not about the minds flipping out.
Not about it!
Not about whatever's in season.
Not about it no.
And not about the lips poked out.
Not about it!
I'm only digging you and me...
And that's all I'm gonna feed!
It's not about the people who peep.
Not about it.
Or the people who decide to eat meat.
Not about it no.
I'm only digging you and me...
And that's all I'm gonna feed!
It's not about the rhyme,
And reason.
Not about it no.
Not about the minds flipping out.
Not about it!
Not about whatever's in season.
Not about it no.
And not about the lips poked out.
Not about it!
I'm only digging you and me...
And that's all I'm gonna feed!
I'm only digging you and me...
And that's all I'm gonna feed!
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