Lets make it a try,
won't let you cry,
make this our rap
while running your lap,
maybe then we' ll fly
high low then dry,
Do this clap
before we end in a trap
life is full all a glow
but now we've grown
first lets make a clap,
as our wings learn to flap,
Make it all clap,
then do this snap,
once we go low,
cause life makes us bow,
life is full of slaps,
but we will make it clap.
Make it as we run,
for it's not a pun
we'll run slow then fast,
then we will make it last,
before it all burns,
our lap was fun,
- Author: imma isa kemmy (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 16th, 2024 06:37
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 24
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