What do you think of this earth poem?

Clock Cleaner

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Life we live.

Time we take.

Some live poe.

Some live straight.

Some live beyond what they pockets could take.

While some get mad, and then a crime we make.

An earth we got.

A place here and there.

Full of different places right here and there.

And you can call this place a ghetto.

But I call it the hood.

Old man singing a song - "Don't you know no good".

While homie in India, just got a new home.

Somebody living somewhere in house made up of rime stones.

Then we got cats, and we got dogs.

And I'm just going to bed while saying something to yall.

Goodnight
 
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