East
Dear Mr.West,
I do atest
Your lyrics are simply the best
And all the rest
Will bawl and jest
And lauch protests
Say you're a pest
But I digress
You must be stressed
From pressure that you must digest
Haters infest
And cause unrest
Because your zest
Is the rawest
Your brain a chest
Of the basest
Ideas pure like a forest
Though Taylor says you're dishonest
That view is the foolhardiest
The news says you're a narcessist
And not environmentalist
But postconquest
You are the gratefulest
And often are the freindliest
Your fashion is the trendiest
I bought your vest
To be honest
In my eyes you're the charmingest
So I'd be blest
Please be my guest
And do respond oh Mr.West?
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