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Brownchildt says: Feeling your word play.. like this.. thank you for sharing |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Bigsexxy188
(I)f (T)hey (C)ost (Y)ouIf they cost you If your rent is due & he acting like he don’t know u & you just bought him tims in denim blue. It Saturday she just got her nails done gave her $20 for the lottery she already thought she won. Next thing you know she calling for milk for you lil son I t c u He say he care he say he wasn’t over there oh baby ill never do that again come outside dam your escalade keyed up once again I t c u In 3 weeks you getting your bike right for bike week but you just gave her a ½ g to go to Atlanta and be a freak with. I t c u It’s time to go to the Bahamas & you cant get them silk pajamas cuz you smoke too much ganJa sad and crying cuz he don’t want cha |
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TY GREEN GREEN IT’S ABOUT THAT DOE IT CAN MAKE A LADY A HOE. DA DOE YOU KNOW. GE & DUKE POWER ON MY BACK I’m BEGGIN FOR SOME SLACK. NOW IM SINNING AND CONFESSING TY GREEN GREEN TAUgHT ME A LESSON TO HAVE IT IS A BLESSING TY GREEN GREEN. HE SLANGING ROCKS IN THE PARK TIL HIS SOCKS GOT WET THEN SAW 5 O HAD TO JET SUCKED HIS BIG IN A BLUE VET. THAT’S ONE DAY EARNING THE TY GREEN GREEN BACK ON THE SCENE TO GET THE LOOT THIS WILL BE MY LAST PHOTO SHOOT BACK TO THE CITY TO GET DOWN LOW AND GRITTY LAP DANCE LAP DANCE LAST CHANCE TY GREEN GREEN MY man IS SO MEAN BUT WHEN HE SLEEPING MY TWO FINGERS KEEP HIS POCKETS CLEAN THESE ARE SOME OF THE THINGS THAT’S BEEN DONE FOR THE TY GREEN GREEN. |
Mr. MooreMR. MOORE MR MOORE MR MOORE EVERYDAY I WANT YOU MORE AND MORE MR. MOORE I HAVE NO IDEA OF YOUR THOUGHTS OR YOUR WANTS. 20 YEARS OR MORE MR. MOORE NOT TIME I REGRET. YES INDEED I WANT MORE MR. MOORE. I DON’T COMPLAIN BECAUSE I KNOW THE RULES TO THIS GAME. I JUST FEEL WE BOTH DESERVE SO MUCH MORE MR. MOORE. DO YOU SEE NOW I NEED MORE MR. MOORE?
DEDICATED TO MY SOULMATE SANTA |
He ThinksPoems of a B-R-O-K-E-N heart He thinks I think of him when I wake. I think of him on my break. He thinks of me when he is broke. I think of him at night. I think of his smile so bright. He thinks of me only at night as if I was such a sore sight, I think of him as I lay. I think of him when I pray. He thinks I want him to stay. I Do! |
? IsYou touched, I allowed. He touched, I allowed. Question is, Who's child? |