Buddy Bee Anthony

Veteran Poet - 1,380 Points (Minneapolis Minnesota)

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 round 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
Gettin, gettin ready


gettin ready to get
I love the way you stink the way you part your hair

Gettin gettin ready
gettin ready to get




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

Gettin gettin ready
gettin ready to get

I like the way you told that punk to kiss your ass



Rooty toot toot that booty for me.
Come to sugar papa, you can swing from my tree
You're the rooty tootiest beauty I ever did see


Rooty toot toot that beautiful booty
one time
shake it all over
for me...

Buddy Bee Anthony


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 4, 2015


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