i am dark and deep
my words will creep
like little bo peep
and all of her sheep

all the sheep were nice
although they smoked ice
we rolled some dice
and ate some voluptuous rice

the rice was real good
it came straight out the hood
and that was really good
really, really, good

and the trees were growing
and i was sowing
my many fields for toking
like a too too train, smoking

because im the best man
in all of the land
ill slap you with my hand
and give your face my brand
its not that i planned
when this sequence will end, and
the last line was not bland
like a cotton mouth saliva gland

this great poetry took many years
so cheers
heres beers
and plenty of mary here

although i must go
all of you know
go slow
in school zones hoe
fo sho
yo yo.