I tire of plain words so today I write in poem

 Pong bros

Went to a house, to proselyte,

Ended up in a ping pong fight

I sweat so hard like its death or life,

But these dudes are try hards, 

The bitter cake of defeat I did bite

Then they said they'd come church after,

So its alright

Do you remember, the (20) first night of deceptember🎵

There's no other feeling like when MSF hits,

800 grand in my pocket, just like a brick

Tomorrow we budget, but tonight we are rich.

And so I'll indulge, on half-off sushi and juice 

Still got like 785 thousand, so my wallets not bruised.

I grin when I eat it, just like the Grinch

Life is short so go on and live it, because..🎵

My father asked me looking into the sky,

"How far away is that plane I inquire you?"

"Approximately 2 miles" said I,

 "may I ask why?"

"Because you're wrong" was his reply,

That plane was 21 months away, 

foolishest wit there's ever been

Humor so so sly.

(Rip sleep due to old town road trap remix) 🎵

The wedding was bad

But raves in the neighborhood

Are so very much worse

Bizarre encounter 

"ដោ នេះ មក ពី ណា?"

How did you get those, small child?

(Ethernet cables)

The champion- vaughn j featherstone

The average runner runs until The breath in him is gone,

But the champion has the iron will That makes him carry on.

For rest the average runner begs When limp his muscles grow,

But the champion runs on leaden legs. His courage makes him go.

The average man’s complacent when He’s done his best to score,

But the champion does his best and then He does a little more.

This is all

 jom rip lea