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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545897" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Autobiographical Rap</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Note: The following must be read while someone is beat boxing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Born in west Yemen, I was raised a child<br>Spent my time in the streets, where I grew to be wild<br>Drove my parents crazy, they were exasperated<br>To a Yemen monastery they had me donated<br>I studied there for years before I became part of the clergy<br>My mentor's name was Serj, he taught 'bout liturgy<br>According to the rules when I was twenty-two <br>I had to be expelled, I didn't know what to do<br>So I spent my time wanderin' through the great Mid-East<br>Town-hopping, tale-swapping just to say the least<br>I trekked up and down, through multiple places<br>I think I must have seen at least a million faces<br>Hiking through Pakistan and even Malaysia<br>'Til I realized I'd ended up in south-east Asia<br>Sometimes these crazy journeys can really amaze ya<br>But you got to make a stop when your compass betrays ya<br>I was lost, with my location I couldn't come to terms<br>Until I met up with a doctor of a pachyderm<br>He was certainly a humanitarian<br>Spent his whole life being a veterinarian<br>Taught me how be an agrarian vegetarian<br>Which I guess is how he got be a septuagenarian<br>But a lot of time passed and I began to get bored<br>Wandering was when my wizened spirit soared<br>To I took off again, and made way for Europe<br>I knew I wouldn't give up until I'd finished my tour up<br>I wandered passed the icy wastes of Russia<br>Through past the mad burning plains of Prussia<br>Until I reached the deserts of Mid-Southern-West France<br>Where I clan of homeless desert folks taught me how to dance<br>All day those poor people would just work and toil<br>Until I hit the jackpot and discovered some oil<br>It made them all rich but I could not stay<br>For rolling in money was not my way<br>I left those people, and journeyed some more<br>Learning new things, not knowing what's in store<br>And ever since then I've been meandering<br>Pandering to people, but not philandering<br>And this is my story, I hope you enjoyed it<br>Advice: if you meet a sick elephant, you'd better avoid it</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Florence+P.+Wordsmith">Florence P. Wordsmith</a><div class=q>
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Born in west Yemen, I was raised a child
Spent my time in the streets, where I grew to be wild
Drove my parents crazy, they were exasperated
To a Yemen monastery they had me donated
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