Here is my crack at some incredibly bad poetry.....but I had to get it out because of the first two lines. They stuck in my head and I needed to do something with them.

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My mother has the best cocaine,
She free bases with her dead boyfriend,
When she hides behind the vale,
Everything is tragic,
When she hides behind the vale,
She needs no one,
My mother has the best lines,
She is trying them on me again,
When she hides behind the vale,
Everything is tragic,
When she hides behind the vale,
She needs no one.