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The man in my neiborhood

By Marcus hermanstyne

He wonders the neiborhood like a lost dog.

He is half naked ,ugly as can be.

The trees wish they can run away.

He’s got a middle school edumaction.

Drunk durning the weekend and high durning the week days.

He is is stink when he deals drugs the people have to were a face mask.

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