Sunday, October 4, 2015

Shawty

Dear Blake Lively, 

Girl you is fine 
Dat smiles benign 
Your teeth got some shine 
Dat booty is divine 
I'm lucky you're mine

Roses are red 
Violets are blue
I've never met anyone 
As beautiful as you 

Your smile, your laugh 
Your personality, your looks 
I'm your prince, you're my princess
Like in fairytale books 

You make me happy 
Pimple 
I feel like my heart is popping 
It's simple 

My heart plays Jump rope inside my chest 
I'm always so excited, for what is gonna happen next 

My heart then jumps down to my rib cage, and swings around like on monkey bars 
I feel like a kid again 
You heal all my scars 


 

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