A kid with no home

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No home.
Just a dome.
A kid with no home.
On the streets.
Making new beats!
Nothing to eat.
When he eats it's a treat.
No mom no dad.
What a sad life.
Only if he had a poem.
I wouldn't be writing this poem.
Whats right whats wrong.
Just let him sing another song.
One day he will have a home.
He will learn from right and wrong.
No more dome.
Poor kid with no home.





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