Black Poetry : She was a BLACK SOUL SISTA She has facts a bold twister Of verse and boys thirst To kiss her lips on an outburst Ready to rehearse some love talk One

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She was a BLACK SOUL SISTA
She has facts a bold twister
Of verse and boys thirst
To kiss her lips on an outburst
Ready to rehearse some love talk
One boy plan strong
Like sandstone
He had his hand on
Her thighs
Oh, he prefers pies.
Oh, she may help this boy.
As her coochee wept for joy

 

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As her coochee wept for joy.
Promises kept can annoy.
She got pie it’s soulfully nice.
Standing by the holy tree of life
Write all the time.
And like white wine
A boy can get drunk.
Off this wet funk
So, we agree in ENGLISH.
And her words be distinguish.
She got stamina galore.
And like a camera store

 

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And like a camera store.
Fix KODAKS
And flow facts
His raps stands.
So, he adapts plans.
For new circumstances
Which leads to true romances.
And his whole crew dances
On Friday night,
Love is mad treasure.
And it adds to his pleasure.
Girl to see you.

 

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Girl to see you.
And you still be his boo.
Her panties damp no doubt.
And boys try stamp out.
Fires like SMOKEY THE BEAR
This could be a dopey affair.
It’s the true way in a club.
Just can’t do away with love.
She has flows for an affair.
Plus, best clothes and hair
Bless lips glows in the air
Her panties know to prepare.

 

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Her panties know to prepare.
Thunder flow on the street
But undergo defeat.
Throw tantrums when it happens.
Be lost and then mapping.
Yeah, classy skirts
Are like flashy shirts.
But nothing trashy about flirts
It involves dinner too.
Especially a job interview
Wow guess a stronger kiss.
No longer exist.