Sixteen-oh, are we.
Clairvoyant one sees twenty.
Mookpocalypse Now.

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Buzz is not a name,
its the state we will be in,
once Buzz saw our wrath.
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Christmas, Orthodox.
Christmas, Rakeem, aid in blocks.
Sleigh Jae with defense.

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Dunkin in Dunkin,
Southerland in garbage time.
Makes coaches lose hair.
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Rupp's record ruptured,
James Arthur Boeheim will soon.
No dice for Calhoun.
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Throw up an alley...
Bet u Fab Melo catch it.
Cuse Cuse City, bitch.

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Like Walter White,
we're not in danger because
WE are the danger.
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Is it Arkham City
where Inmates run asylum?
No. Nunes Magician.
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Hot tub Tiller Time.
Congratulations man. But yet,
I can't recall you.
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Time is always neigh.
Ponder all moments of it,
and Georgetown still sucks.

Next week: Either a pantheon of limericks, or Stealth Turkey finally gets his wish and I have a 'point/counterpoint' with alter ego 'StrawHATEGuy." Perhaps a take on 'The Sonnets' featuring our beloved Juli? All bizarre ideas are welcome, please.