who me?

from Sven's Paddock by oaky

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a little naive, a little bit frightened,
little ill conceived, a lotta enlightened.

yo oaky whatcha writing?
yo oaky whatcha writing?

a little steamed, a little bit hiding,
little ill received, pause for each hyphen

digestible oak tree,
only one you’ll ever see,
providing shade for the all of these wallabies,
wannabe free?
pray and pay the lottery fee,
or make art outta pottery,
don't let any other otter bother me,
aggressive foes don't see the oddity in their mockery,
calmness is its own commodity,
alarm your wits with a whiff of cottage cheese,
jeeze

potent toking,
not knowing,
apprioate poet quips,
was nothing but bliss.

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from Sven's Paddock, released October 10, 2017
produced by phil. peep the art: soundcloud.com/phildawgmahal

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weary eyed poet who wants to be welcoming

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