Bamboozle

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    Bamboozle

    I’m leaving the house can’t wait to see my girlfriend, it’s been 3 months now, my head is spinning in world wind.-
    I’m meeting her at her house so we can spend the day together , hope the sky is nice, so we can point out the clouds when we lay together.-
    But first I’m going to the store, to grab some chocolate, you know!! For later, oooo I cant wait….. let me drop it.-
    I’m getting too happy I had to stop it.-

    I get in the car I’m on my way now, playing slow music; got a big smile on my face now.-
    Fresh to death, got my shoes laced down.-
    When she see me, she going have a upside down face frown.-

    I call her up,” what’s up baby you almost ready! I’m on my way; I would speed only if the law let me.”
    She say,” Hey, yea I’m ready I’m waiting on you baby, I’m going crazy I need you, can you come save me”.
    “Yes! Ima come save you, then lay you, and make your mind blow….. With are carnal knowledge!”
    After that!
    “Just thinking about me is going to make you pay homage.”
    She say well wont you show me what you can give, knowing me!... um, baby I doubt you live.”
    “Well I just pulled up get ready, I’m coming, girl you got my mind bugging.”
    She say “well bye, I can’t wait to hear you knocking, the door is locked I feel much safe when I’m locked in.”
    She open the door, she jumped an gave me a kiss and a hug, with all the excitement we slipped and fell to the rug.
    Were kissing and kissing cause we were missing each other, I look at her eyes to tell her I love her.-
    She says “It’s a little to soon to be saying you love me!”
    I say “I know but its true, I’m stuck like glue!”
    “I understand but its going to take some time for me to love you to! I do feel for you, “really I do”! But honestly it’s going to take some time to get stuck like you.”
    “Na, don’t worry really its nothing,” I hear the door open. She says damn! …..It’s my husband!

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

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