Oh, it’s Carlos Danger again. What a nuisance you are. Stop
bothering me.
Go away. I don’t trust you anymore. You lied like the spy
you are.
You got me drunk on promises and fifty blends of Grey Goose.
Before you go, tell me how beautiful I am and kiss me.
Make me feel like a woman should freely feel.
And then I never ever want to see you again.
Be careful in North Korea, my darling.
I love to be the first to kill you.
Jane! Stop This Crazy Media Thing by Danny Aponte of Public
School 161
An essay on Freedom of Speech to sing songs like a canary in
a coalmine
Copyrighted in The South Bronx of Graffiti from Here To Eternity
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