In 50 minutes, i look at the number
I used to be an electrician I used to be a plumber
Did i tell you i used to be a clerk
Back when i couldn't do needed homework
Studies they went out the window
Forces of darkness a nearing shadow
My cool mom to make rhyming possible
My dream manifesting unbelievable plausible
My Grammar teacher in college loved my writing so much
She said i don't need a college degree i got the touch
I need to research the things i write
But my imagination i have searched that's my try
We are amazingly close to the FSU game
I'm a new follower this passion just came
I gave them 300 pages UGA tips
The things i recorded thousands reps
I jot every football secret that i hear
Maybe UGA will regret i ain't near
I saw the Rose Bowl i could see my tips were ignored
The duplicity was vile i barely bore
A pie in the sky they'd have it so much better
If they'd test my mind i've been mailing letters
i love you,
michael"DEE"house
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