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Autobiographical Rap
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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
I studied there for years before I became part of the clergy
My mentor's name was Serj, he taught 'bout liturgy
According to the rules when I was twenty-two
I had to be expelled, I didn't know what to do
So I spent my time wanderin' through the great Mid-East
Town-hopping, tale-swapping just to say the least
I trekked up and down, through multiple places
I think I must have seen at least a million faces
Hiking through Pakistan and even Malaysia
'Til I realized I'd ended up in south-east Asia
Sometimes these crazy journeys can really amaze ya
But you got to make a stop when your compass betrays ya
I was lost, with my location I couldn't come to terms
Until I met up with a doctor of a pachyderm
He was certainly a humanitarian
Spent his whole life being a veterinarian
Taught me how be an agrarian vegetarian
Which I guess is how he got be a septuagenarian
But a lot of time passed and I began to get bored
Wandering was when my wizened spirit soared
To I took off again, and made way for Europe
I knew I wouldn't give up until I'd finished my tour up
I wandered passed the icy wastes of Russia
Through past the mad burning plains of Prussia
Until I reached the deserts of Mid-Southern-West France
Where I clan of homeless desert folks taught me how to dance
All day those poor people would just work and toil
Until I hit the jackpot and discovered some oil
It made them all rich but I could not stay
For rolling in money was not my way
I left those people, and journeyed some more
Learning new things, not knowing what's in store
And ever since then I've been meandering
Pandering to people, but not philandering
And this is my story, I hope you enjoyed it
Advice: if you meet a sick elephant, you'd better avoid it
poem
by
Florence P. Wordsmith
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