Buddy Bee Anthony

Bronze Star - 2,556 Points (Portland Oregon)

The State I'm In - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

I saw you there a headin up the rank 'n' file
I hope I'll be seein you around for a while
Sweet 'n' sassy better than all the rest
You didn't have to study when you passed the tests
The way you move and shake it
is a cryin shame
can't think about my woman

and you're to blame
God's a perfect saint
to make somethin like you
Your hot sweet lovin ways
are for the proud and few

Gettin gettin ready
gettin ready to get
Don't be messin with the state I'm in
Uh huh
Gettin gettin ready
gettin ready to get
don't be messin with the state I'm in

Your more than what it takes
to make me stop and stare
I like the way you stink the way you part your hair

You move them hips in ways
that tell me you've got class

I love the way you told that punk to kiss your ass
Rooty toot toot that booty for me.
Come to sugar papa, you could swing from a tree
You're the rooty tootiest beauty I ever did see
Rooty toot toot that beautiful booty
just one time
shake it

Buddy Bee Anthony

Topic(s) of this poem: desire

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 22, 2016

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