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Whirlwind

Just like the whirlwind.. �
Act like in the sunshine.. � �
If you have a Rizla..� � �
I'll stay until the killer.. � � �
Above and beyond me, it's fire.. � � �
Thank God am still fully inside my attire... � �
Above and below me.. � � �
Left to right, wherever I turn everyone's a liar.. � �
So Holy ghost fire.. � �
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Not one of the Livingstone's .. � �
Though am trapped in this � thunderstorm.. � �
In the name of the Big Man.. � �
Bless me with more spine.. �
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Laws of the Greenland.. � �
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Must admit! � �
I am the Boogie man.. � �
Wait a minute! � �
I mean being a busy man.. � �
What in name of a wee man.. � �
Is this! � �
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We not entirely hard hearted.. � �
Circumstances make us different from what we really are..