Hakim Hakim, oh Hakim

Your voice fills me with steam

Steams that fills from emotional bowels to intellectual brows

I wonder what it's like to be in your esteem

But alas I can only dream

For your face does not show through the screen

Only a blank lin-een for hak-eem

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Are you smooth, are you rough

For me to guess is not enough

I must hold you so I can show you

How much my eyes yearn to know you

Will I ever know your head's fluff, is it more than a tuft

I burn inside, for you I know

But never will I see if you stand high or low

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Yugopnik is the same

Yet his drawn face satisfies my aim

Of Chapo, JT, Blowback, or Parenti

Hakim was my first and I love him plenty

Hakim, Hakim, oh Hakim

Will I ever know your face? :'( <3 <3