Black Poetry : she's a BLACK SOUL SISTA and will fold and blister a boy's path really a twister of verse, she's gitting to town while stuff is written down in her di

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she's a BLACK SOUL SISTA.
and will fold and blister.
a boy's path really a twister
of verse, she's gitting to town.
while stuff is written down
in her diary in the for of nouns
and verbs and boys change to hounds.
and start to bark up the wrong tree.
at home she be thinking
she left him a note.
with deft quotes
saying honey, I love you.

 

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saying honey, I love you.
even with a funny hair do
the air moist and heavy
choice inside a CHEVY
it's a stick shift.
he wanna lick swift
her perfume and be kissing.
to a tune and reminiscing
looked at her hips was sprung.
and with the tip of his tongue
want to touch her tits.
and search for a bit

 

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and search for a bit.
of love and that's legit
hair damp from the shower
she had to revamp her love power.
in order in the club to tower
above the scrub love that boys
offer, had to hurry here.
after worry and fear
oh, this be boys.
free of noise
and uproar her luck soar
like drone in flight

 

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soft or she'll walk off.
ok his wheels are spinning around.
this is the beginning of a sound.
relationship boo we go uptown.
and get married at JARED put a ring.
on it GO TO burger king CHUT CHING
wordy flows
are like dirty clothes.
they just lying around.
get quicker affection.
in a particular direction
he's on the street and free.

 

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he's on the street and free.
to a complete degree
aw girl he sees the math.
and must free a path.
across her mind
and toss some fine
love words in her ear
oh, he just put his hand under her dress.
to bless the wet lips of her thing and suggest
aw girl you got sweet pies.
this is a complete surprise.
oh, he just kissed her lips.