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MUDlight** Defuse and Diffuse** Funday Freestyle

life is bittersweet days
drinking lemonade dreams
so i refresh the page
sage seamstress of the seams
my pen is a needle ->point
sharp and quick
"seems" i sew "seams"
fast as sewing machine wit

words wisely woven
every stitch is criss crossed
so don't get ya eye's dotted
"t" is the only thing getting crossed
cause crossing me
is never a smart move
see i have little patience
for nitwits and fools

tho at times i'm in awe
of their stupidity's vastness
wow! "100,000 sperm and
the slowest one was the fastest"
i guess you forgot  i'm quick with a stitch
honey, i was over it before you even done it
so..sow..sew
over petty bullshit

see the fabric of a dreamweaver
is tough as titanium
try pulling wool over my eyes
and i'm cracking craniums
yep im splitting wigs
while spitting rigs
deep "see" drilling
:) ya dig

inkwell like a oil well
abundant in truth
and naturally flowing
like bubbling crude
see im black gold
southern as sweet tea
and from the dirty dirty south
where it gets good'n nasty

im mississippi mud
cant keep me beneath ya feet
i splash back on you
when you try and stomp on me
so "for all you do"
this mud's for you
friendly fertilizer
simply to grow you!!

cause i swear you
can't see for looking
trying to find fault
but the proof is in the pudding
im mississippi mud
downright delicious in most cases
deep dark and decadent
the sweetest pie ever tasted

but never underestimate me
or i'll have to skool ya
sometimes good girls go bad
don't let the sweet taste fool ya
and i feed the hungry
from curiosity's crops
soft supple wet earth
so here's more food for thought

i'm a farm raised catfish
tough skinned tho i do bleed
see im a real woman
whether on my feet or on my knees
doesn't really matter
i reign in all positions
this crown on my head
means im handlin' bizness

whether servicing my king
or lashing at you lamebrains
this tongue is certifiable
Master's Degree in brain games :)
not city slick
nor country dumb
but guaranteed
to get the job done

pushing boundaries
to break confines
the tapestry of a misfit
so i'm bound to blur lines
i am life...a new birth
so call me the fertile crescent
the bad moon rising
in flashing neon effervescence

see light is my essence
and i write every lesson
whether wrong or i'm right?
trust, i still got a blessing
from the school of hard knocks
so my life is a testament
that without light
darkness is irrelavent
Written by poeticDesire
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