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Wed 26 May, 2004 03:59 pm
glacier meditation on ice cold beats
serve the music chilled please
an ice cube on each new groove please
i like my music fresh
i like you best when you play my kind of rhytm
i like you best behind the decks
i like you with your head phones round your neck
i like my men super street cool
urban sky rise scape
Newtown's got streets soacked in cultrue's new wave
surfing sounds of underground Jozi at 3 am
I like sunrises from Linksfield ridge on monday's
I like a joint on sundays
i like my music fresh
i like you behind or with out the decks
i like you served on satruday's with jack daniels and take aways at my place
i would genrally like you please
I think you need to work on your presentation...and by that, I mean your spelling. At first I thought they were just typos...but then I realized you just can't spell. No offense to you personally, but it's really hard to enjoy the beauty of a poem without respecting the intelligence of the author.
uhh yeah i am a little dyslexic sorry!!!! god if you that anal i don't want you reading my poems anyway
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