This Castle of Luv and Fun...Grey are Tha Clouds at Night.
I Can Hear Tha Thunder and Lightning, Maybe I Should Move Outta Sight.
But I'm Here Like its Tha 16th Century, and I'm a British Knight.
Walking Around Such a Huge Place, About 2 Give Up Tha Fight.
As a Kid I Dreamed Of This Place, One Day I Shall Live.
Drew it Up on Sketch Paper, Understanding Thoughts Written Aren't a Fib.
Every Since Birth Wanting Luv...Even Dripping Hearts on My Bib.
Every Since Birth wanting Fun...Knowing Life Is In Tha Power of Tha Give.
Storms Arose Just to Get Here, So Many Unforeseen.
Tha Map Never Told Me, That It Would Be So Difficult 2 Attain This Castle's "Bling, Bling!"
My Wardrobe Is Prepped With Perfection Except I'm Missing...That Ring.
That Indication That This Journey was Worth It...This a Sometimes Tragic Scene.
It's So Dark, in This Room...With Only My IPad to A Glow.
Dreaming That I'll Find Tha Magic Door...Oh, I Want It So.
I'm So Alone While Others Play...Living With Money To Blow.
Yet This Has Been My Crossword Puzzle...Two Letter Word Describing Galaxia's Life...No.
Why Am I In This Place? This Is What I Ever So Thought.
All I wanted was 2 Live Like Tha Beckhams or Robbie Williams...A Neat Place With a Trough.
With a Princess At Hand...Tha Beautiful Mermaid I've Always Sought.
Tossing Great Parties, Kisses and Hugs Shared, Living Each Day like Feb. 14, Tha Birthday of Hearts.
Yet, Here I Am...Alone...People Can't Even Return A Text.
What is It About Me That Has Me Thinking, 'That's Cool But What Bad is Gonna Happen Next?'
Feel So King Arthur...Royal, Swaggadocious, Uniquely Different...To Some Complex.
One Moment Discussing John 3:16... Later That Sentence Asking, "Do U Wanna Have Sex?"
But That's Who I Am...This Guy Who Is Accross Tha Board.
Multi-Dimensional...With a Helmet, Breastplate and A Sword.
Understanding That In Spending Five Minutes With Me...One Shall Never Get Bored.
I'm a Live Wire of Laughs and Giggles...Ran By Solar Power...No Cord.
So How Come Night after Night, I'm in This Place So Alone.
Picking Up Steve Jobs Little Toy For Fun, Knowing No Has Called My Phone.
Better Off If I Didn't Have any Signal at All...Perhaps Be Left to Turn To Dry Bones.
I Look Outside and It's So Gloomy...Hazy Wind and Tumbling Stones.
I Dream of This Castle Being a Turned into a Museum of Sort.
Where All Tha Magic of History is Made, Like Standing Before King Louis' Court.
I Left Family and Friends For This, Only Guide Being Tha 66 Books in Tha Holy Report.
Now I Felt As If, A Tragedy is Being Written...And This Is My Final Words, My Last Resort.
These Halls Have So Much Potential...I Hear Tha Laughter So Clear.
Little Galaxia's Running Around, and A Sexy Voice Echoing, "Dinner's Ready, My Dear."
Tha Smell of Organic Turkey, Mixed With Wheat Pasta...Tha Aroma Drawing You Near.
Stepping Into Tha Kitchen Grabbing Some Water, Although Tha Cook Has a Body...Of a Cold Corona Beer.
"How Was Ur Day?" 'No, How Was Your Day?' Words of Interest Delight.
Being On Tha Same Blue Wavelength Is So Special, Sharing Crayolas...Of Green and Yellow Light.
Just To Know Somebody Cares...Despite All Ur Inward Fights.
Despite Tha Ego, Despite Snacking on a Piece of Cake...Having An Unbreakable Bond So Tight.
Then I Look over To This Glass Cases...Usually Reserved For Knights of Grand Standing.
Uniforms are Placed Inside Here, Ones of Battles So Won, Although Tha Obstacles Were So Demanding.
Front Covered in Silver, Just Like Tha Dude on Tha Ducktales Cartoon Theme Beginning.
Some Has Horses, Others By Feet...Enduring All Conditions...Rain, Snow, Burning Sun Giving Ultra a Tanning.
I Look and Know What I Will Put In Each One of These.
I'll Keep Each One So Air Tight...Keeping Out Tha Dust And Tha Fleas.
In This One I'll Put Tha Outfit I Wore Tha Day Tha World Realizes I'm Real and Not Some Tease.
Over Here is My Most Coveted One...Tha Outfit Guard When I Held Her Hand and Got Down on My Knees.
Yes, Someday...Someday...This Will Be So.
But On This Cold Winter Day, Nuthing But Questions Abound...Will I Ever Though?
Sexy Plans Have Crossed My Mind, I Feel like a Walking HGTV Remodeling Show.
Everybody Wants a Piece Of Cake...But I See Tha Joy in Licking Tha Bowl and Tha Unbake Dough.
Which is Why I'm In This Castle...Alone...Wishing Kate Middleton Had a Curvy Single Friend.
Somebody Who Knew About Tha History of This Place, How it All Begins.
She Could Share In a Her Lovely UK Accent, Her Escapades With Those Bond Street Chaps and Men.
I Can Share Mine About Those Ocean Drive Chicas, In Which A Ferrari Guarantees a Bedroom Bend.
It'll Be Just So Cool...I mean It's Dark, But Look at This Place.
Tha IPad is Illuminating Tha Walls, Like a Medieval Art Basel, This is just A Taste.
Right There I Put up Basquiat, Of Course a Warhol, And A Picasso...Never an Inch of Waste.
Over Here Put Up Mr. Brainwash, His "Bad Boy Forever" Piece...With Tha Holy Trinity of Biggie, Puffy and Mase.
All This Fun Surrounding Me...Yet Tonight I just Hear Tha Steps From My Nike Sneaks.
Looking Down Truly Wondering If My Prime Era Has Peaked.
Perfect Workouts, Stella Closets, Great Jokes...Seems Like a Dream From Distant Weeks.
Remembering Tha Good Ol' Days...Non-English Speaking Girls Wanting Me...Trust Me, That's No Easy Feat.
Hellooooooo...Oh...Oh...Ohh....That's What I Thought, No One Here, Still Just Tha Kid.
I've Only Wanted People 2 Smile and Enjoy Life...No idea What Wrong I Must Have Did?
As I Dreamed and Drew This Castle, There Were Two Things I Knew it Must Have In Order For Me To Bid.
One, Was It Shouldn't Be Intimidating But Inviting...I Wanted This To Be Like Funfetti Ice Cream...Without Tha Lid.
Tha Other, Let Me Show You, I Passed It As I Slid Through Pass This Room of Store.
As A Batman Fan, Watching Adam West...It was So 'Narly Dude' Sitting on My Carpet Floor.
Yeah Here it is...Dreaming of a Bookcase of My Favorite Autobiographies...My Heroes of Folklure.
But Right When U Pull Out Russell Brand's My Booky Wook, My Number Two Now Appears...My Secret Door.
We walk Downstairs, With Anticipation Blocking Out Tha Cobwebs and Bats Hanging Upside Down.
Get It...Bats...It's a Castle...Adam West...Even When Life is Against Me, I'm Still a Huge Clown!
These Steps Haven't Been Stepped Upon in Centuries, Tha Dust Indicates Being Swept By a Gown.
Sure It Wasn't Vera Wang...Or De La Renta...This Woulda Been Something From Tha Old Manchester Town.
Cough, Cough...Tha Dust Is Everywhere but Just Look, I know it Seems So Bare.
But This Is Tha Most Special Place in Tha Castle...My Very Own Hidden Lair.
Over There, I'll keep my Photo Albums...Of My Boys...Homegurls...Me and Tha Camera Have Always Been a Perfect Pair.
Then Over Here U Got Old Basketball Uniforms I've Worn...Tha One From 8th Grade Too...Our Undefeated Year.
As U Step Though, Buried In at his Corner is Something Unique...That's All I Can Describe it As at Best.
Come Take a Look...Close Ur Eyes...Now See Tha Box...With a Lock on it...Like a Treasure Chest.
Inside Will Hold Every Diary I've Ever Composed...Each Post, Each Poem...Every Gurl That Dissed Me, Not Knowing I Was Tha Best.
See This Is Tha Intimacy If Who I am As a Person...These Words Written Come Straight From My Heart...My Pounding Chest.
This All Seems Like A Fantasy...I'll Never Be Able To Have This Thing As My Own.
Just Like This Castle, So Many Have Admired It...But Tha Mile High Club Has Yet To Be Flown.
My Ego Says Anything Is Possible, But Lately Tha Closest I Feel I'll Get to Knighthood is By Putting on Jigga's and Yay's Watch Tha Throne.
Nobody is Appreciating Tha Opprotunity In Front of Them...Tha Old Folks Used to Say...You Miss Your Water, When it's...Gone.
So I Just Take a Seat Down a Here...Along With Tha a Dust, I Even Think I just Saw a Rat.
Yeah, South Beach Is Great...LA or Toronto Maybe As Well...Definitely I Can See Myself in a London Flat.
But They Can't Compare To This...Tha Work just To Get Here is So Difficult...An Off-Tha-Beaten Path...Perhaps Not Even Suitable For a Fi...At.
But Knowing U Got What U Wanted, No Matter if They Called You Weird, or "Better Than Everybody" or No Matter Who Walked Out...Ur Able To Do Tha Carolina Panther Dab.
U Earned It, Just Like Tha Weeknd, To See It Before Your Eyes...Oh Boy!
Representing All Those Words Of Wisdom From Pops, Moms, Mr. Dunlap and Even Grandpa Roy.
That if U Just Keep Tha Faith, Everything Will Come Ur Way...Sometimes U Have To Tirst Play Tha Role of a Spinning Top Toy.
But Once Tha Butter and Milk Gets To Turning...Look Out...U Get 2 Choose...Whole, Grass Fed...2% or Soy.
I'll Think I'm Gonna Just Sleep Down Here, Dark and Alone...Tired From Dreaming of Giving This Tour.
Some Count Sheep, Others Count Clouds or Even Boobs, I'm Closing Me Eyes Hoping That People Have Witnessed a Heart So Pure.
Please...Please Let Things Be Different...And They Will Be, For Just Walking Around This Place Has Given Me An Excitement That On This Gloomy Night, I've Even Up Tha Score.
Yes...YES...YES!!! On THIS NIGHT...After All I've Been Through...I Hear Those Words From Tha Realtor That I've Begged To Hear...
This Castle of Fun and Luv, Son...Is Finally...
Yours.
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