Black Poetry : a BLACK SOUL SISTA sweet With her stroll blista the street She’s provided with a gift His flow collided swift With her red lips Her head may slip And

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Like football players
SHE SAID:her choice renown
And like a ROLLS ROYCE in town
Folks horse around and look
Her mini dress is up boys shook
Like jello so hello
one boy a rookie so far
Want his hand in the cookie jar.
So, stop that.
Coochee hot and phat
So, bring it back.
His bling is a fact.

 

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His bling is a fact.
Wanna rub a girl’s butt softly.
And have one cup of coffee.
After some lace and play
Then face the day.
She hot and sweaty
But not ready
She’s black and exact.
And her panties are wet.
Not even in the car yet
That’s as pure as it gets.
It’s a sure bet.

 

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It’s a sure bet.
He wanna knock her boots.
And shock a cute
When he gets her wet tongue
And be sprung yum! yum!
Aw girl give him some.
SHE SAID: oh, his thumb.
Is up she’s feels numb.
And her dress is down.
So, he can’t mess around.
So, she’s blessed around town.
To strut butt and receive kisses.

 

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To strut butt and receive kisses
For some reason boy never misses
Her lips they be on target every
Time, she flirt true and clever
Boo we must work together
Coochee an ocean with class and sweet
Got a promotion last week.
A sprinter in town
But his printer is down.
Boo dinner is renown.
With you lets jest kiss
And stuff then reminisce.

 

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And stuff then reminisce.
She live and plumb duck
Boys got their thumbs up.
Her lips red girlfriend
That make his world spin.
Unbutton his strange attitude.
A sudden change of mood.
Twisty pie
Can mystify.
A boy’s mind quick
With cake she’s convince a kiss
Can make sense of this.