Black Poetry : His rap is brisk She have to adapt to this Or be trapped like a fish On a hook Take a long look at escape She’s alert with luck But her skirt is up Sh

SHE SAID: well her skirt is down
Home she dwell and flirt around
A boy snoops until she’s found
No doubt wearing perfume
And she’s out of the room
To proceed quickly
Indeed her panties are sticky
A strong sweet trend
Starts on a long weekend
So, boo lets go to the beach
And you know he will reach
For the panties girl your peach


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