Holla.. No Segregation
It's a celebration,
in the air our cups go,
Like a robbery,
everybody hands follow,
a party so lit, get your lighter fired up.
Sky so bright people thinking it's
the forth day of July.
anyone feeling exotic
I suggest the sex on the beach.
Head rocking, smooth sailing
Cruising was made for Love.
Celebrating Everyday
Not Only T.G.I.F..
bottles of champagne,
Did somebody say a Brownies contest?
Afterwards I hope to remember my address.
No to drugs, that's a Must,
Bartender no empty cups.
We celebrating, we raving.
Members only, party roaring,
Everybody cups up,
Turn down for what..
About the Creator
Sean Noble
Poetry from the spiritual mind expressing Ways of creativity. Read passionately mini sadness, pure happiness. I have no Stripe account but will accept gratuity via PayPal. [email protected]. Thank you. Most High First Every Day.
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