You are a
big, blue ocean
deep with thought
& wide with worry.
As you lay beside me
shaking from the shake down
of a cold wind’s breath.
I begin to laugh for,
I'm the next hurricane.
Who will rage a storm
across your waters.
I'm badder than Katrina,
& you best be
bowing both heads down,
***** Boy.
Before you
start, talking to me.
That's just how you do.
When youz in the presence
of bad *****
Jun 5, 2012
Jun 5, 2012 at 1:23 PM UTC
You are a
big, blue ocean
deep with thought
& wide with worry.
As you lay beside me
shaking from the shake down
of a cold wind’s breath.
I begin to laugh for,
I'm the next hurricane.
Who will rage a storm
across your waters.
I'm badder than Katrina,
& you best be
bowing both heads down,
***** Boy.
Before you
start, talking to me.
That's just how you do.
When youz in the presence
of bad *****
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