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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Can make sense of this
Oh her panties are hot
A lot especially her g spot
Ballistic quotes
Are like optimistic notes.
Girl let me kiss it and tote.
Your books to class.
Right now, shook on the past.
Need fire and smoke.
To inspire hope
He desires some dope.
Sex boo

 

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Sex boo not a slow pope
Fill with the urge and ability.
Thrilled to surge to a silly
Height, his passion for romantic.
Writing inspired him on the TITANIC.
To read books out of pure panic
His head fears.
When he shed tears
And has misled peers.
An intrusion on VIRGINIA BEACH
But a conclusion was reached.
After consideration

 

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After consideration
To master a bitter nation
With HIP HOP oh a plan wise but alive
Like a franchise it will survive
Oh, a reason wicked.
Is like a season ticket.
It goes to games.
Oh, red lips glows in flames.
Oh, she has breasts went to PHILLY.
And to the best of her ability
She ducks falling in love.
But still calling the club

 

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But still calling the club
For a reservation galore
Oh, she’s on the dance floor.
Boy come with romance galore.
Boys wreck her breasts.
And expect the best.
She has to check the rest.
Of her milk boys wanna test
That by sucking
They want pie she’s ducking.
In this affair at hand
She must prepare for a plan.

 

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She must prepare for a plan.
Oh, her lips shook red and true.
She must look ahead to
Escaping this HE SAID: boo.
The stock market.
Is a hot target.
It could sink further.
Girl, he needs some pink butter.
Oh, achieve a purpose.
And believe in the circus.
Call BARNUM AND RINGLING
Try sing hold a chick and bling bling.