Speakin Jibberish (Poem)

What the…
Who wrote this?
It couldn’t have been me

Someone must’ve jacked my shit
To make a fool of me

I don’t speak in jibberish
I speak in parables

I speak in proverbs
Prolific prose
Poetic prophesies

My alters really did me good
My drinking did me gone

To spew proficient jibberish
Without knowing what I done

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