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SCI-FI RAP SONNET

SCI-FI RAP SONNET
Yo, I was born on Jupiter's Io
A chillin' moon in Twenty-eighty-fo'
I was bored needed booty, a big but
Under a dome the size of Pizza Hut
So I called on my muse my man Milton
To take me far out to his world's Hilton
He gave me info to write a poem
I sent it to the crit-man and I won
A thousand credit check that blew my mind
So I bought a space ship, the hippest kind
And the cool ride to Earth wasn't hurtin'
Yo, I felt right on entering Hilton
But I was surprised that the ho's' were gone
Yo, 'cause now there, women were number one.

 
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