Competition

Nathan and I, were in the schoolyard,
Nathan called me a retard,
So we are settling this, man to man,
He who wins, will be recognized winner,
(I do not plan to lose, to such a beginner),
We are going to have, a spitting competition,
The furthest spit, gets recognition,
So here we are, spitting in the back,
One be a winner. the other out of luck,
At the end of the day, we had to admit,
It wasn’t very smart, spitting against the wind,
xox
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