Yeah Yeah, Microphone Check, 1, 2, 3...
In The Place To Be,
It Is I, The R-K-A-D-E,
Dropping Poems On Your Telephone.
And It Goes A Little Like This:


The Tears Of A Clown Make The Whole World Laugh; Hee Hee.

And On That Note, Man, Just Give Me A Call, Alright?
Peace.

End Of Message.

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