Black Poetry : She was a BLACK SOUL SISTA Really a bold kisser And boys know that they came to flow stats She’s got soft breasts Have to get something off her chest

For some but she says no way
HOSEA oh he just kissed her lips.
While she twists them hips
One boy asks for some in WALMART.
This could all start
An affair she tries to depart.
But he was talking so soft.
Aw girl you’re walking boss.
She can strut butt on a dime.
He’ll need luck divine.
To get that really a fine
Chick, so boo you got a boyfriend.
 

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