Black Poetry : She’a a BLACK SOUL SISTANeed a bold misterShe strut butt for an hourAnd like a cup of flourShe can bake a cakeReady and properLike BETTY CROCKER

HE SAID: girl he been to town for cake.
But now stuck in the ground like a stake
Tying to be a hound not great
His renown plot is to take.
Her out for dinner
And no doubt become a winner.
Get some tongue like a romance movie.
A chance to groovy
He’s swell no rotten schemes.
And like bell bottom jeans
A good fit
Being from the hood and legit.


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