Little 'El'

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    Little 'El'

    "El' has no honor (above his own poor nature)
    a small case of bellicose, still looking for a stronger
    dose...he belittles those around him since he's sooo
    strong; albeit my reach has his nose bent a furlong, his
    arms bruised and battered, his teeth flat and clattered,
    his eyes raccooned, his stomach ballooned, his shoulder's
    fairly quaking, while his little knees are shaking. With
    a pound to his skull top, his phallanges will be cracked
    up, and in between his spine will be sprung like a hippopotamus
    breaking, rung after rung, down a ladder to the nadir
    of his elixir.
    O 'El' you are so keen, an unnatural dream, you abase
    your minute morals, with your insipid quarrels; no sting
    from their points, since youze got nothing left to contuse, you go after everyone as a bully, with no sense of direction.
    Cool man menthol your Newports are like you sport, a genetic anomaly (not reflected on your family), but you are sooo
    kool you're not, most women see that you're only
    in it for self, you don't even have a pelf.

    Your grip is like an effete snob, ham-handed and hobnobbed.
    You can't relate much since players don't have
    the right stuff!


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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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