T.V. John Langworthy Poems

You got bling bling bling
Your phone ring ring rings
It’s not coulda shoulda woulda
You are my dream
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We don’t worship no golden bull
We follow the golden rule
We defend against attack
Come on, Santa, we want our drone back
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Hey baby, you got the money
so it’s all you
Hey baby, you got the honey
so it’s all about you
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I was walking backwards
when I checked into the Flea Bag Hotel
Subway lines were drawn on my pillow
It was soft, the day a fog
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