Black Poetry : Pretty *****

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Heartbeat, May 12, 2001.

  1. Heartbeat

    Heartbeat Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Linen pants, silk shirt
    Fitting just right
    Stacey Adams'
    Spit-shinned bright
    Going to the club tonight
    He be one of them pretty ******
    Thinking he's a joy to any woman's sight

    He stands in a strategic spot
    Smooth and cool as he can be
    He don't dance
    He don't talk
    That's not his style
    If you look real close
    You'll see a pretty *****
    Never smiles

    One of these nights
    You ladies will understand
    A pretty *****
    Ain't for you to have
    He's just the subject of your whispers
    A living breathing
    Fantasy man

    He won't be talking to you
    Won't buy you a drink
    He won't need your number
    To call you on the phone
    Ever wonder why pretty ******
    Aways leave the club alone

    BE
     
  2. LISTERSCRIBIN'

    LISTERSCRIBIN' Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    ahhh, perhaps, youre right...dammnnn, i got ta leave em' alone. be, lovin' the flo of this piece, heyah.
     
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