Magnum Dopeus


He flew back to the lab
Toting pens and a pad
Toked purps ’til he choked
Tripped balls; couldn’t stand

He awoke, stretched, & yawwwwwn’d…
From a brief power nap
But like kicked grams of ash
Mad skills had collapsed

Having realized the title
Had already changed hands
It was time to acknowledge
He’d reached his wit’s end

With his heart beside self
He cried,”skill please comeback!”
While his spirit felt grief, loss,
and ego attacked

His pants still on fire
Their pyre still seethed
‘Cause the truth about fire:
Burns twice once you leave


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