Black Poetry : Pay Less

MoEffective

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planet earth
Occupation
faith
Window up
Lights down
Smell of pine-sol
Naughty sounds

Dirty glass
Smokey air
Neons blinking
Wooden chairs

Music starts
Dance for me
Soft and slow
Dance for me

I'm feelin that
But can't touch you
Out my zipper
"It's" peeking through

Gotta touch it
I can't resist
Your smooth brown skin
Sh*t, Blow me a kiss

And ooohh here it comes
I'm bout to bust
But, DING: time's up
AND the Window Shuts


"****, .25 PEEP SHOWS"
 

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