I saw this exercise on The Berrics once. Decided to use it to strengthen what little talent I might possess. So here is a couple quickies I thought of.
I loved her. She killed me.
Old car. Jack Daniels. New coffin.
I was cold. She's my blanket.
Dead broke. Lotto ticket. Mad cake......son. (Yeah, I cheated)
Biggie Smalls is still the illest.
Your mom is a nasty woman.
When she cried, I just smiled.
These might have sucked but whatever.
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