Black Poetry : she was a BROWN SOUL SISTA quick she flow well and like a hotel the trick is to use quotes to amuse folks and keep her dress down boys are jest hounds

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stand tall.
with a plan and all
he writes thug.
but duck the nightclub.
he needs a tight love.
now on a flight above
the clouds and proud
use hot nouns.
to jot down
notes in her diary
all her quotes are fiery.
thunder rumble lightning flicker

 

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thunder rumble lightning flicker.
wonder why he's writing quicker.
her panties are true pink.
she wrote with blue ink.
a love letter that reached.
him on a phat beach
her thing stable and pink
but she unable to think.
one boy has a bagel on the brink.
of getting a kiss
wetting the sheets and reminisce
aw girl you should give him some.

 

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aw girl you should give him some.
naw player she be above the rim from
the city and very witty and not dumb
this December amazed with rhymes.
a splendor to blaze the minds.
of those that read its signs
of learning and earning all kinds
of pathetic credit that's not deserved
it's a stream of losers
and extreme abusers
to HIP HOP so cruisers
in drop tops are hot shots

 

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in drop tops are hot shots
his brain become stuck.
and dumbstruck and her butt
is round like a basketball yall
when he drinks whiskey
then he thinks risky
and her hips are twisty.
she flips nice words.
but like the tip of the iceberg
her TITANIC is romantic.
and boys do panic.
when they rap

 

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when they rap
and say crap.
unreasonable so she
walks away.
can't talk all day.
she drives a car with knowledge.
go to bars in college.
learned how to nurse her drink.
she thirsts and her thing is pink.
thought somehow stays.
in his mind nowadays
unusual friction