In a cramped 0.2 square abode,
Little John’s dreams began to explode.
With galvanized square steel beams,
And eco-friendly wood veneer themes.
Borrowed screws from his kind aunt’s stash,
To build his paradise, he moved in a dash.
Skibidi played, a joyful beat,
As he danced around with nimble feet.
“Gyatt!” he exclaimed, in sheer delight,
His humble home was looking right.
With rizz he spoke, to every friend,
“Only in Ohio could this trend.”
Duke Dennis on his screen did play,
“Did you pray today?” John would say.
Livvy Dunne, with grace and flair,
Inspired John to leap from there.
Rizzing up his tiny space,
Baby Gronk in a football chase.
“Sussy imposter,” he’d shout in jest,
While Pibby Glitch put patience to test.
In real life, John’s dreams took flight,
From sigma male to alpha might.
But omega male, with wisdom deep,
Taught him lessons that he'd keep.
Grindset strong, like Andrew Tate,
Though without the toxic fate.
In his goon cave, he’d often dwell,
With Freddy Fazbear, a chilling spell.
Colleen Ballinger’s voice did sing,
Smurf Cat’s tales, a joyful ring.
Strawberry Elephant in memes did cheer,
“Blud, you’re dawg, and shmlawg is near.”
iShowSpeed’s antics would ensue,
Amidst a whole bunch of turbulence too.
“Ambatukam,” the memes did say,
“Bro really thinks he’s Carti today.”
Literally hitting the Griddy, John,
The Ocky Way, his food dreams drawn.
Kai Cenat and Fanum tax,
In this digital world, he found no lacks.
Garten of Banban, horror’s taste,
“No edging in class,” John’s humor laced.
“Not the mosquito again,” he cried,
But in his heart, pure joy did reside.
Bussing meals, Axel in Harlem’s vibe,
“Whopper Whopper,” John’s joyful tribe.
“1 2 buckle my shoe,” he’d chant,
In goofy ahh moves, he’d dance and rant.
Aiden Ross and Sin City tales,
Monday left him broken, but he prevails.
Quirked up white boy, busting it down,
Goated with the sauce, John wore the crown.
John Pork’s saga and Grimace shake,
Kiki, do you love me? His heart did quake.
In his 0.2 square space, a world so grand,
Little John’s dreams, built by his own hand.
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