Late night wake up, I want to feel icy,
I am going to Jacob, to get my wrist froze,
My bank account the same way, can’t touch it, its too cold,
Located the fridge, stick my hand in the ice box, my wrist got froze, thanks a lot.
– Jixi Fox
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Hi, I’m Jixi. I’m a Free Verse Poet, Writer, Spoken Word Artist & Producer in New York City. I write poetic, lyric based storytelling creative poetry, comedic and dramatic anecdotes. I enjoy meeting new people, make them laugh, create fun moments in life. Say hi some time, don’t be shy. 🙂
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