The ideal Color
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
761
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The ideal Color
I wanna say what i wanna say....
I wanna get freaky now...
Wo0o0ah woo0o00oah
Wo0o0oaaaah...
In the few places,
I\'ve seen different faces,
And I\'ve come to love different races.
This white dude, his name was Brian, full of class,
He had a picture of a wolf tattooed on his ass,
False just like a star
Promised me a lot of things like friendship and far,
This one guy, nationality down south
Used to beg me to let him cum in my mouth
One guy, William was part Asian
He didn\'t give a fuck that\'s what I liked about \'em
Some guys talked up till dark till morning,
Didn\'t take long for the game to get borin\'
Didn\'t know what any of them were seeken\'
Maybe it was just something for the weekend
But there\'s this special one,
An Arab dude, to whom I pledge this song,
He has a huge ass dick and a thundering tongue
This verse goes out to him,
It\'s a serrated tale,
Cuz he\'s hotter then the triple XL
He\'s a different cuisine, and there\'s is no need for Vaseline,
I just close my eyes, imagining a piece of him
Between my thighs
And when he\'s walkin\' in threetreet,
I hold onto my seat, and watch the beat,
He\'s the slick Lamborghini that fly\'s by,
Like SHOOM, the night rider
Dresses in all black,
Scandalous black,
And I\'m the lunatic in the street admiring the beat,
Feeling like 80 bezel, 2000 on the ring,
Flying pretty, he IS the bling
With his flavor sharper then chocolate
He\'s the shit,
He\'s the flavor
And I\'m laying it all out on paper
I wanna get freaky now...
Wo0o0ah woo0o00oah
Wo0o0oaaaah...
In the few places,
I\'ve seen different faces,
And I\'ve come to love different races.
This white dude, his name was Brian, full of class,
He had a picture of a wolf tattooed on his ass,
False just like a star
Promised me a lot of things like friendship and far,
This one guy, nationality down south
Used to beg me to let him cum in my mouth
One guy, William was part Asian
He didn\'t give a fuck that\'s what I liked about \'em
Some guys talked up till dark till morning,
Didn\'t take long for the game to get borin\'
Didn\'t know what any of them were seeken\'
Maybe it was just something for the weekend
But there\'s this special one,
An Arab dude, to whom I pledge this song,
He has a huge ass dick and a thundering tongue
This verse goes out to him,
It\'s a serrated tale,
Cuz he\'s hotter then the triple XL
He\'s a different cuisine, and there\'s is no need for Vaseline,
I just close my eyes, imagining a piece of him
Between my thighs
And when he\'s walkin\' in threetreet,
I hold onto my seat, and watch the beat,
He\'s the slick Lamborghini that fly\'s by,
Like SHOOM, the night rider
Dresses in all black,
Scandalous black,
And I\'m the lunatic in the street admiring the beat,
Feeling like 80 bezel, 2000 on the ring,
Flying pretty, he IS the bling
With his flavor sharper then chocolate
He\'s the shit,
He\'s the flavor
And I\'m laying it all out on paper