She is the fairest of them all,
Part of a golden name in my
hearts wall,
A brown lady that’s tall,
The last of her breed like an
eight ball.
I know she has a man,
To me that makes her the interesting
one,
I am the villain without a gun,
I’m after her heart and my
journey just begun.
I can only hope she is daring,
To slip away from her man for our
pairing,
All I need is a moment of
sharing,
To leave her heart glaring.
Her skin soft like a rose petal,
Classic like the Volkswagen beetle,
I’d always cuddle her gentle,
I’m a man who knows what I want
never evil.
If her man is better I want to
her best,
Given he is the current I want to
be her next,
Guessing he is from east I am
from west,
If he is a caller imma leave
evidence in text.
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