Ms. Lolita

Material girl from back in the day, Cereal, etherial and clearly I'll pay, For every day in the sun, My fun, has no need for fasting, It's Blasting, ever lasting, Tip of my tongue taste of life's so sweet serum, With the gum, thin in my mouth, spin out, spit it out, rip it out in the low, loose, abuse, mother goose that sings me sad lullabies of cries with a sad to see reality, oh wait! This isn't me! Just got lost in this city of pretty, witty prose where the ho's doze...

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