Women! Women! Women!
We men
Just love women
But I met a woman
That made all
Be less than non
She didn’t have that big jiggly
ass
Or boobies that were wild
Not to be tamed by a brassiere
No!
She didn’t have a sexy voice
That got the blind beggar man hard
On hearing her speak
No!
Her complexion wasn’t that appealing
Neither were her curves
Her wardrobe was totally wrong
Her nails were short
And with no paint
Kinda like mine
She was in a shirt
Dark in color either blue or
black
And her jeans were faded
On her feet were kicks
Kinda like mine
But mine were newer
Which made me feel like
I should use mine on her ass
Kick it
For the disgust
Kick it
For letting down the female race
Kick it
So I discipline she
But before I did
She said “hi”
And before the “hi” back
She was attacking me
With neatly composed
Full of rhyme
Lines
Words persuading
Words soothing
Words seducing
Words powerful
And yet, so sweet
Intelligent she was
And she didn’t mind to show off
Each utter drew me closer
Each word getting me harder
Now she was smiling
Coz she knew she had me
My knees knocked
But still with the urge to know
More and more
And more and more did
My shorts get messed
By my silly willy
Oozing libido
Dry throat
Cracked lips
Lusty eyes
Unstable mind
I…
Was no more
It was just
“Oh my! Oh my!
Oh!
She had me
And she did to me
What non had done before
To show
She was the queen
And with words she could kill; be
mean
But she rather tease
Then please
Which she did
And as she uttered her last word
I had caught up with my breathe
And so I said “hi”
Back.
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