Black Poetry : she was a PUERO RICAN chick one boy touched shook and jive but very much alive want honey from her bee hive oh boys with wings just swarm around then

[rhymebad]

and a fast nation.
is like a gas station
there's crisis with prices
need a little peace
in the MIDDLE EAST
so, boo you have cake no doubt
so let me take you out
SHE SAID: no, you may try for pie
because she stays fly so goodbye
have to draw and sketch things
with outstretched wings
he wants to kiss and get pie