Black Poetry : She’s a BLACK SOUL SISTA hot Ready to blista the spot Her showers are hot And like a tower of blocks Her plan stand tall that shock Boys a lot so on t

She’s athletic with lace
And like a cosmetic case
There’s lipstick involved
Equipped quick on the job
this circulates blood like a heart
Supply perfect cake for this art
Oh, he really got her tongue then
A boy is sprung when
He rubs the phat lips on a girl’s
Coochee it jest flip her world
Boo you have a terrific booty
And it’s his specific duty
 
that he have to handle with care
Got class yall with words
It's a fastball and a curve
Then learn to pitch horseshoes
Itch with voice of the blues
Like BB KING thrill is gone
So girl let me chill at your home
Ok but we only gonna talk
Or she’s gonna wanna walk
Ok she hopped in the car
Wanted to drop by the bar
She had some pie bizarre
 
She has some pie bizarre.
Her booty wreck crews.
His duty to respect her views.
And use perfect words that soothe.
There’s thunder down there.
In her brown underwear
He looked at her black thighs.
And the sex facts jest flies.
Romance is a task with aggression.
No chance to ask questions.
It just happens.
Can’t trust his rapping.
 

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