Labor day and Italy Brothers

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Me: *sighs happily* no school today and a late start tomorrow

America: and don't forget the barriques

Mex: are you two almost done. I could smell the laziness from my house.

Canada: s-same here

Me: it's not laziness. It's relaxing. And before you all start arguing, we have something a bit more important to talk about. How are the Italy Brothers!?

America: not very good.

Canada: b-both are sick in bed from the earthquake and it-it's aftershocks

Me: poor Italy and Romano

Mex: sí

America: yeah

Canada: d-don't we have a dare to do eh?

Kuma: what's his name is right

Me: Canada! For the last freaking time! Ok.. You all got dared to sing Alphabet aerobics *sits down to watch*

Mexico: no admin. It says all of us.

America: come on it will be fun!

Canada: that means you too... *looks at kuma* what is your name?

Kuma: very funny

America: I'll start.
(Now it's time for our wrap up
Let's give it everything we've got
Ready? Begin)

Me: *groan* Artificial amateurs, aren't at all amazing
Analytically, I assault, animate things

Mex: Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding

Canada: Casually create catastrophes, casualties
Canceling cats got their canopies collapsing

Kuma: Detonate a dime of dank daily doing dough
Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low

America: Eating other editors with each and every energetic
Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette

Me: Furious fat fabulous fantastic
Flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics

Mex: Gift got great global goods gone glorious
Getting godly in his game with the goriest

Canada: Hit 'em high, hella height, historical
Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy

Kuma: Imitators idolize, I intimidate
In an instant, I'll rise in an irate state

America: Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jocking joints
Justly, it's just me, writing my journals

Me: Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
Karate kick type brits in my kingdom

(All of us trying not to laugh)

Mex: Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is
Learned lame louses just lose to my livery

Canada: My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered

Kuma: N****s nap knowing I'm nice naturally
Knack, never lack, make noise nationally

America: Operation, opposition, off not optional
Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals

Me: Perfected poem, powerful punch lines
Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime

Mex: Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quantum
Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got uh

Canada: Really raw raps, rising up rapidly
Riding the rushing radioactivity

Kuma: Super scientifical sound search sought
Silencing super fire saps that are soft

America: Tales ten times talented, too tough
Take that, challengers, get a tune up

Me: Universal, unique untouched
Unadulterated, the raw uncut

Mexico: Verb vice lord victorious valid
Violate vibes that are vain make em vanished

Canada: While I'm all well what a wise wordsmith just
Weaving up words, weeded up on my work shift

Kuma: Xerox, my X-radiation holes extra large
X-height letters, and xylophone tones

America: almost done guys!
Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws
Yesterday's lawn yard sell our yawn

Me: Zig zag zombies, zoom in to the zenith
Zero in zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme ZEALOTS!...

Mexico: now for the fabulous finish.
(Good... can you say it faster?)

Me: well I'm done

Canada: same

America: don't worry the hero has this! Thanks for reading!

Mexico: *pushes America out of the way* adios!

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