Conversations with a Queen

Wassup wit you, Queen?
Can I talk to you?
You say, you're in a rush?
Well, can I walk with you?

I understand,
I maybe coming on too strong;
but this been going on for weeks
and that's been too long;

I have to tell you,
that day you gave me a hug, I smelled you;
and your pheromones got my hormones raging
and your skin felt swell too;

I emailed you and you haven't responded; where were you established? Oh you're a
Sorority girl? When were you founded? 

I see us kickin' it, tongue flickering,
high off that Dawndra;
you're astonish, polished, and I promise; to keep you first and never bring you problems;
I'll bring you fresh picked flowers
and let my love swim within you,
I'm the Black Piranha;

Michael Phelps with it,
books on the shelf with it;
sexual problems, I need help with it.


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