Open Mic at the Beach

Open Mic at the Beach
My spider friend Phil is pristine
The sexiest arachnid you’ve ever seen
I’ve known him since I was fifteen
Through a mutual friend, Wolverine

Last week we went to the club
Before, we met Goat Baby at the pub
Danced all night to ska and dub
Steppin' hot at sunrise for grub

The next day we chilled at the beach
Goat Baby's a poet too, preach
After I performed he gave me a speech

Your poetry's extremely boring
So dull, Phil and I were snoring
For another career you should be exploring

Thank you, Sammi

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