I think it's wise not to be bound
By 'types' and such as I have found
That the woman who lives inside my head
Does not exist, cannot be bred
And so I alter my ideas
I hope it doesn't end in tears.
What else but Alan exists? Proud solipsist,
My raps stay in your head like demons from a horror movie plot twist,
So that this bonus rhyme will be leavin' you needin' an exorcist.
A forest of life, so full and green
I'd love to live here if you know what I mean
I stop and listen to nature's song
Oh crap, some bees...I must move along!
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A delicate seed, I sow in the land
Sunlight, some water, and a little helping hand
Some time, patience, and a little love
Soon I will hold you in my glove.