He said there was a promised land.
Where promises went hand in hand.
They wound up places so unplanned
And in that place topped up with grand.
Synergy ruled the roost.
Neighborhood at its most
Fairweather place
Like life’s all aces
And Buddy, you’re rollin’ tens!
That’s not how this rhyme ends.
You wind up like your friends…
In love with y’all.
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