Should I go in-between the legs or try the 360? Yesterday, I played a Floetry jam at a poetry slam, so keep snapping if you missed me. Back when clear eyes were awesome, I made them misty, because I took boys out the hood and I saved Ricky.
Like really.
With my broader audience, I'm narrowing my focus with no hocus pocus. Many hardly notice the urgency in my expressed expressions to accept exceptions, so I'm gifting this Christmas bonus at the end of August. Passion makes my insides scream like an extra vocalist on Otis, where some find fear I discover ferocious.
If men were buffalo wings, who would be boneless? You'll never find me with all flats because I roll with the drumsticks. When you have more meat on the bone, it's always easier to grasp. They say if you're hungry in every season then you're going too fast, but I stay hungry in every season that I'm going to fast.