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There's a psycho in the street
chain-dosing wax in the heat,
bread and water is all
is most all he eats,

always dancing
to an invisible beat,
strange dark son of some balmy clime
occasionally mutters something in rhyme,

drug-money deep in his sock
fingers around an azurite rock
working a calculator half-the-time
always comes in for a social dime,
wolfs his mango with fresh-cut lime

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Ashesh9Ashesh9over 9 years ago
Heat , street , eats in S1 rhymes with. Beat in S2 :

Clime & rhyme in S2 goes with time , dime & lime in S3 ! Nice rhymin' scheme interweavin' diff. Stanzas . This strange dark son of a balmy clime : is he Indian or Brazilian as Mango is a fave fruit in these 2 countries ?

You do mention he survives on bread , water , lime 'n mango .....& drugs ?

An enigmatic charachter Sean : always dancin' to an invisible beat & thnx for sharin' .

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