THE fevor hitz, as the
moon turns full, i cover
my eyes as i start to
fly, into the clouds, in
to a rainbow, , , ,
THE fevor hitz, like a
one two ponch, the crowd
startz to laugh, as you
throw in the white towel.
ITz a trick,
ITz a trick,
the spider yells, to late
says the king, were both
going down.
I cover my eyes as i start
to fly, into a clouds, into
a rainbow.
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/23-fitzroy-road-the-giant-now/
