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Friday, July 14, 2017

My Sexy Little Levonna

Her name is Levonna.
Her Daddys from Ghana.

She spent too much time in the sauna.
Now she's black as Obama.

She's got no skills with a basketball.
But that ass, it be bouncing though.

She can dance like a champ.
Until she's ready for a nap.

She's a crazy cat lady.
And she likes to get nakey.

She adopts puppies like Aficans, cause she's Angie Jo Lee.
So much work, no wonder why she's shleepy.
Cause all the pups always have to go pee pee.

She's got a Down Syndrome baby.
And a rich old white lady.

She's gets turned away from the movies.
Too bad she can't just show them her boobies.

She's a make-up artist.
And a class-A fartist.

She spent a birthday in Honolulu.
She got that smooth skin, it looks like poo poo.

Solving problems with domestic violence.
She wants to be a psychiatrist.

She's totally gay.
For Lana Del Rey.

But you know who rings her bell.
That fat bitch Adele.

She's got a boner 4 OJ.
Her favorite word...O-K.

Her only Dad was a crook.
She likes to get honkies shook.

She likes fingers and fists.
From her fellow feminists.

Buying tickets to Rihanna.
What a nice white Mama.

She took me to Carbaret.
Oh my God, does she think I'm gay??!!?

Her vaginal apartment was all fluffy and cute.
That whom baring bitch was a prostitute.
Cause she likes black cock, what a sloot sloot sloot.

Her ancestors, they sell em.
She gives the Brentwood welcome.
(oooo tell em)

Her favorite book is The Outsiders.  
Her passion burns like a thousand fires.

Her lips are burning hot like rubber on tires.
We're like magnets she and I, and every time we fight and break-up we keep getting pulled back to one another by invisible wires.

Now this is the end of her lover's poem.
And she'll hold onto his words, for however long she knows him.

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