They said it was impossible
I said that it was not
They said that I was dreaming
I said "But, she's so hot!"
She's a real dark beauty
I wish that she were mine
Long, sleek and so smooth
She's so very fine
She grew up in the country
Under a blazing sun
All the boys were drooling
She was hot and oh so fun
She was ripe and really ready
I was waiting for the chance
But I was also nervous
And I began to dance
I licked her skin and shivered
I couldn't wait to bite
My teeth sank in, I quivered
It just seemed so right
Flaming lips and melting tongue
Lava down my throat
That f'king bitch, she was a killer
I drank the lake from beneath the boat!
Now, I'm sipping milkshakes
I can't eat no solid food
That bitch is one hot pepper
And I'm not in the mood!
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LMAO
Just perfect man, nothing else to say!
Thank you...
I really don't know where this came from! I started out to make a poem about a girl that I once had a crush on, and I was definitely not in her class. I told my friends that I would get a date with her by the end of the summer and they said that it was 'Mission Impossible', [the show was real hot that year]. I crashed and burned with every scheme and it never happened!
Sometimes, a poem gets away from me and takes on a life of it's own, I guess this is one of those times. ~ Geez.
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Thanks Mark...
Yeah, she was real hot! My brothers-in-law thought it was really funny when they convinced me to try one of their hot peppers. I knew that it was going to be really hot so I just licked it a little bit and then a little nibble. I didn't know that it was a build-up kind of thing, and it wasn't as bad as I feared, so I took a bite! I felt like my lips and tongue had melted and my throat was on fire! I should have known better when I heard them call it Satan's something or other! LoL
~ Geez.
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