HOLDING HER WILL EXPLAIN!!
STILL INQUIRING😍👀👑
Baby When it Rains
Is It That Time
You Tick Warm?
So Beautiful To The Ground,
Walking Hot Tree!!
Hot Even when she's Moving,
One Can Holler Canteen.
Baby Your Favorite Colors?
Black, Red & Yellow???
I'm tired of Guessing,
Baby Let me Know & Kiss.
Let me Be Your Right Hand,
Feelings Has Deeply Connect!!
It Can't Be Explain.
Baby If You Know You Know!!
'Not Everything The Right Hand Know
The Left Hand Should!!'
Dadrii baby Have You Ever Fought?
So Badly Want To Know
Like Everything about You!!
You Can Tell
First Time Walk Even First Fart.
Can't Recall, Secret Or TMI..
Baby you're so Badly
'Cute to the Bone'
Kids We're Thinking Of
Will They Grow Bussing Blanks?
Baby They Can't!!
Trooper Put It Pan YouTube.
Never Tik Tok!!
Super Girl can Save Them!!
That's Round of Applause.
Baby A We Say "Crime Stop!!"
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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