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walkin' the wire

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talkin' fire
mas rapido desire
wired alive
wallowing thru
muck and mire
gotta pay and pay
suntanned golden
we are babes
bursting splotches
red hot erogenous crotches
no bobby cratchit am I
na I'm building memories
touchin' the sky
you'll never hear a wired one
askin' "WHY?"
nor playin' a game of I Spy....it's up above the hood
that's where I lie....searhing for my true TRIBE....
me and my baby searchin' for our tribe till the day we,,,
......................WIREMAN