BLUE HOPKINS

Being the weird, peer, the skip to my lou, to the car so blue, in the mood, darling creep, during the scorched up city’s heat, I decided to buy myself a little from the animal’s who moo treat

Leasing the car so new, which had me geeked, for my credit building which fell to 700 underneath, way far down from the original peak, I the artist, took a leap, right into the drivers seat, despite some not so boring traffic beeps, I went v-fouring, I went pouring in the corner store’s parking lot with my brand new jeep, I had Bluesville, The songs that thrilled on repeat.

Unleashing my sweet tooths urge to be a freak, my gait to the doors of the corner store, my enough of this urgent stuff at war, that couldn’t retreat, awkwardly didn’t skip a beat.

Easing the addiction, the urge that never misses, “this creep” “this boy tweek-freak”

had a too the freezer mission lead, I was in to deep, and couldn’t keep, the urge from going away, I was in decay, I just had to do the urgent plight of me’s deed.

Healing the emptiness, I was soon again to feel complete,

In front of the freezer’s glass, I couldn’t let chocolate, pass, my knees were weak, “this is the last!” I yelled inside my head, without the meds, as my mind sped, “Good Morning sweet tooth again I have you to feed!”

“After this episode imploring I have to stick to a certain dietary creed”

Onto the counter at last, wielding the 48 oz. bomb, feeling again caffeine alarmed, for the dietary wrong, the price of the loaf came on so strong, needless to say again my pockets were bound for a payday plea.

Paying with cash with my face so long, with the lighted $7 dollars, at the lighted self register john, Inside my head, I hollared, I gave my last penny’s to the self check change solver, I was the wretched, more frozen dairy dessert, fat on deck baller.

King Straying no class I, completed the task, I was with no grace, I was the pawn, my addiction and bad health, let them borrow, another few penny’s for the customers of tomorrow.

Impeding the road to healthiness again, I made my way to the very big yellow brick house, Good morning Kitchen again, I enter you so proud, Good Morning ice cream scoop, It’s you again going south, Ice cream scoop it’s you I will follow.

Needing The perfect sanctuary for my newest timeless bitch episode, In god help me mode, I was the from reality departer. My soon to be bowl of frozen goodness, was soon to be devoured on full auto.

Seeking The NFL pass. The TV again at last became hotter, I again hit the pleasant moments, the game was potent, I was the rodent, my mind was the flying high trotters, and again I hit the Lotto.

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4/28/24

11:57am

BLUE HOPKINS

BLUE HOPKINS