Black Poetry : A boy had her at the rear part of a house This sincere art can arouse Can’t play cat and mouse HE SAID: boo his needs must be met She have pie crust

[rhymebad]

But need room on the computer.
She’s doom if she don’t maneuver.
Out of this,
No doubt a kiss
Could lead her to the backseat.
Bold and able
And like a console table
This hold stuff stable
Rhyme with a plan
Design to stand.
Against the wall
Does that make sense yall?

 

[rhymebad]

Does that make sense yall?
His hair is parted.
And now an affair started.
A kiss constitutes a whole.
And this girl cute and bold
he wears bling a winner and smart.
Tried to sing the tenor part.
Fell on his face can’t hold a tune.
But love swell lace and perfume.
Boy has a blister on his feet.
He’s kisser on the street.
This is a phenomenon and clever.