Black Poetry : she was a CHINESE GIRL not out to please the world boys wanna squeeze and hurl words in her ear and like verbs very clear with action they be sincere

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it's a ballistic flirt
known as artistic work
don't get it twisted be alert
local romance
is like a social dance
folks twist butt
and get a kiss for luck
he wants her to be his girlfriend
and like a dang whirlwind
she blows him away twirl and spin
their mind and girls just end
up in bed a lot

 

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up in bed a lot
their lips be red hot
oh, his luck expands
as he stuck his hand
under her dress to impress
her, that finesse her breasts
which are poking
sex itch in the car not joking
oh, she started to moan and groan
and say stuff oh boys galore
is like toys in a store
have to wind them up

 

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have to wind them up
oh EBONICS are nice
like an electronic device
so ironic how them dice
are used to gamble
love that CAMPBELL
soup, oh shook with static
got books in the attic
oh, a boy with rhyme and taste
he must find a place
to use them
and girls amuse him

 

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and girls amuse him
quick she better leave
he has a clever trick up his sleeve
he's come upon the right words
and tonight he's absurd
with action in each verb, must find a location
after fatal attraction a kind donation
to a chick, on the streets walk
and deliver some sweet talk
oh, she may change her mind
these are strange times
he must rearrange his lines