...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
When one is young
Agile and very strong...
Most moves seem wrong
And so parents sing a song
But, all we want is to belong
So "Thon', thon', thon', thon'
Thong". Though not for long...
When one is young
Agile and very strong...
Most moves seem wrong
And so parents sing a song
But, all we want is to belong
So "Thon', thon', thon', thon'
Thong". Though not for long...
Youths are dope, def, so diff'
Barely hanging on woolen cliff
Riding winds of stubborn, stiff
Some even earn the tag "Thief"
With no ears for any called "Chief"
Thinking everything measures in beef
With most lacking true depth and belief.
Most amazing is version beau
Soft as silk, fresh morning dew
Gazing into the future, just a few
Garments devoid of a tailor's sew
Go for fast, dare not taste her stew
Purring like a big cat, hates the news
One night stand, once a few dollars flew.
A day old, by midnight sun
Where are you from? To seek for fun
What are you doing? Catching some fun
Where are you going? To get me some fun.
Since a toddler, in a hurry, always on the run
Stories rarely true, constantly churning out pun
Now, it's vogue to be vague, a spider's web, spun.
Sprung, unperturbed cub
24 seven, always on youtube
Banging partners, wed to a lube
Dressed in Versace, yet exposing boob'
Some see madness, they call it a "Scoob"
Hate them, love them, dumb-ass attitude
Love's no more, many die shouting "My boo"
(c)2016 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
Barely hanging on woolen cliff
Riding winds of stubborn, stiff
Some even earn the tag "Thief"
With no ears for any called "Chief"
Thinking everything measures in beef
With most lacking true depth and belief.
Most amazing is version beau
Soft as silk, fresh morning dew
Gazing into the future, just a few
Garments devoid of a tailor's sew
Go for fast, dare not taste her stew
Purring like a big cat, hates the news
One night stand, once a few dollars flew.
A day old, by midnight sun
Where are you from? To seek for fun
What are you doing? Catching some fun
Where are you going? To get me some fun.
Since a toddler, in a hurry, always on the run
Stories rarely true, constantly churning out pun
Now, it's vogue to be vague, a spider's web, spun.
Sprung, unperturbed cub
24 seven, always on youtube
Banging partners, wed to a lube
Dressed in Versace, yet exposing boob'
Some see madness, they call it a "Scoob"
Hate them, love them, dumb-ass attitude
Love's no more, many die shouting "My boo"
(c)2016 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
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