Black Poetry : SHE WAS A REDONEready to head hometo be in the bed alonea YELLOW SOUL SISTA finethere are mellow bold timesboys be after that butterso phat it c

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SHE WAS A REDBONE.
ready to head home.
to be in the bed alone
a YELLOW SOUL SISTA fine
there are mellow bold times.
boys be after that butter.
so phat it clutters.
kisses never share with strangers.
she's aware of dangers.
got pie and afraid.
as boys try to persuade
her to jump in the bed.

 

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her to jump in the bed.
so, they can pump and spread.
juice on the sheets.
one boy kissed her feet.
and said some sweet
stuff to her in the heat.
of the night, heads ring and bedsprings screech
right here in VIRGINIA BEACH
all this huff and puff is a habit.
and like a stuffed rabbit
it's a toy for a boy.
love home in potions.

 

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love home in potions.
and like strong emotions
make boys cry out.
they wanna a kiss and pie no doubt.
yuppie smiles
are like puppy howls.
shut up dogs.
but this clog
the car windows.
leave a bunch of innuendos.
here on a Lilly planet
have to deal with silly antics.

 

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have to deal with silly antics.
for boys it's fun to play around
but the sun went down.
and now they talk sex.
and really that's a walk complex.
into the bedroom
while her lip red like a bloom
on a rose bush
a boy's flows push.
her into crazy thinking
he wants gravy just winking.
his eyes trust me drinking.

 

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his eyes trust me drinking.
wine, falter in lyrical.
then alter in materials.
to read best
a boy proceeds to jest.
look at her breasts.
now put his hand under her dress
she just starts to moan and groan.
SHE SAID: oh, hot panties with kiss.
these type candies boys never miss.
oh, there's passion.
beware of fashion.