Why's it gotta be the hard way
the long way
the somebody done somebody wrong
King Kong on my prong way
Break it to me easy baby
breezy babe
I need it to sleep
Hit me up easy baby
fleecey baby
It helps me to breathe
break it to me easy babe
a little sleazy, baby, I need it to feel
You flare, then fizzle like a rocket
You say you got it all together
but, there's lint up in your empty pockets.
So, break it to me easy babe
schweezy
showing me your very best piece
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Buddy Bee Anthony
Re-edited 05/24/2023 @ 12: 32 AM Pacific Time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stunner! Good poem there