Gibber here. Gibber there. Gibber under every where.

Gibber my face. Gibber yours. Gibber along the friendly shore.

Gibber this. Gibber that. Gibber at the your first up bat.

Gibber when. Gibber what. Gibber that wobbly butt.

This is a Gibber. This is quite -ish. Together we shall have some Gibber-ish.

“Salutations! I’m glad you made it”

I found this Guy on the street.

Me: GUY, you all good?

Him: Yeah. Thanks.

Me: You sure?

Him: Yea. (Pulls head up. Takes a sip of coffee. Puts head back down.)

Me: Right on.

Eel Rrag - Growth at a Constant

Freestyle to captivate the motion of how I am feeling x the notion divided by the square root of all that is here, minus negativity, plus “to persevere”

Little Lovable Lion Yawning Living Luxuriously

Eel Rrag - Way Above Par

Freestyle hustlin’ flow with dope rhyme! Check it out! Great story! BOOM!

If you want to get ahead in this world you need a set of standards. In order to keep the world organized we need to create a standard for our sets of standards. Furthermore, we must standardize the process in which we create sets of standards. These standards will stick to a strict standard policy pertaining to the standardization act of standard sets. This is not a public broadcast message. Thank you (or someone else).

RaBidDoGzZ } I don’t give a Rauc-ous

FREESTYLE FOR THE NIGHT AND TONIGHT IT IT

Two tuesdays ago it was just like tonight. The night was quite bright. It was a delight. Not a bird was in sight. We presupposed the might. We flew just like a kite. It was our Civil right. Every one was of valid height. Then the screen went white.

Good night.

Aight.

Smushy Tush

Cutie Patooties!