Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack
Sucked dick from the back, back, back
With her brown nose, nose, nose
Inside ass cracks, cracks, cracks
She asked her pimp, pimp, pimp
Not to beat her til she limps, limps, limps
He said go suck those cocks, cocks, cocks,
Or bitch kick rocks, rocks, rocks
So she kept blowing dicks, dicks, dicks,
With her nose in shit, shit, shit
Scared to stop turning tricks, tricks, tricks
For fear of her pimps stick, stick, stick
I guess I have a damaged psychee
Why don’t they like me?
Would they be more adoring
If they saw my skin and organs
If I poured my heart out
Would they gulp it down
Or savor the taste of my blood
A professional palate could taste
There ain’t no love
In one of my blinks I could tell you a nightmare
Going from in bed watching tv to a policeman’s
Pistol in my face, right there
I’d rather have pleasant dreams
But those don’t last
I wish I’d have smiled harder
When I was just smirking
I wish I’d have grabbed some broads hands
Instead of just flirting
Nose to nose
Eye to eye
We’d do dance steps
Spins and dips
Passionate kisses ended slowly
With a softly bitten lip
I fell in love with a purple shadow
And now the suns risen
My fist squeeze a rose stem
And the petals begin to wizen
My hand frozen in pain
Penetrated by a poison thorn
Thoughts adrift on losing
My favorite Capricorn
Take my blade to wood
And twiddle
Turning you into
My Riddle
Interactions with me will either relax you
Or make your head pop like a pimple
I can drive you to madness with my laughter
At your frustrations
Long duration with no strokes
Demote your hopes to masturbation
Come a little closer to the edge
Fall over if you’d like
Over the edge there’s a taste of death
That will quench your appetite
Over the edge is where the excitement lies
It’s where your exuberance
Goes to die
A bright smile filled with blood
A well dressed carcass
In the mud
Go ahead come close to the edge
Over it is what you’re looking for,
What is it? Love?
Come closer and do as I
Toes on the edge and heals to the sky
Don’t you feel free
Here, throw your arms back like me
You’re now only a wind gust from going over the edge
Oops! my arm slipped, and now your falling
Watch your head!
Toughened my body
And blackened my heart
Have you gifted me or cursed me?
Set me up to be my worst me?
I don’t like you
But I love you
And the harshness of that thought is followed
Typical pressures of blood and society
Makes me wonder if that love is hollowed
Questions that I ask myself
Can I forgive me for trusting you
Until I can answer that with something positive
I won’t be forgiving you
A many lingering thought of pain
Many a pebble in my boot
If one were a seedling
Your oppressing waters helped that pain root
Credited for taking me higher
Ignoring the leaves branches falling
Me reaching for what feel
Me tortured by its calling
You’re not the first hero I admired
You’re the first villain I revered
Face I knew to run to
Yet, hand I knew to fear
The man I cursed to hell
As I helped nurse to health
He who alines men is either
All powerful, or a master of stealth
So against my judgment you come to this party
Oh, you didn’t think I would come with
It’s your paranoia talking, your fun’s curse
Your life’s gift
Focus on the attire
Who’s in Cartie glasses and leather jackets
Who has the attitude that says without saying
“I’m armed, holding heat, I pack it”
Likely one of the few in with guns
So play it cool, attempt to have fun
Mingle a little with women
Chick with the barbie chain, big chest, and hair in a bun
She talked about popular rappers
I nodded unappreciative of her jargon
I begged her pardon
Stepped to the window and enjoyed the even view of the garden
I sensed a calmness similar to births of storms
The chick with the tits and barbie chain seems to be having a convo
With a man she wouldn’t norm
Not a pleasant exchange
She pushed him, and cursed him
He slapped her to the floor
From the ground she caps his ass
With a chrome .44
The party dies instantly
Among the scatter of people she sees me
Gives me the finger and aim her gun at me
Exclaiming “You were rude to me!”
I followed instinct and rammed shoulder first through
The window
She wasn’t shooting high enough for my head
To bring me to an end though
I did all this worrying about dudes
And end up with a crazy chick blasting at me
Then I guess my paranoid side started feeling happy
In the midst of escape I sprint into darkness
Her trigger squeezes are aimless
I had the drop on her two thunderous strikes
Left her on the ground and storm clouds rainless
Tongue to the tip
Mouth around the stick
Moisten it til its slick
Tall, nice a stiff
I’d like to turn this into a porno
Are you limber or are you not?
Can your legs go behind your head
Makes it just a little easier to hit your spots
I’d just like to spread your legs
Not to close or far apart
Your moans sound beautiful
It’s not everyday that I
Pleasure a work of art
As I grind slow and forcefully
And pin your arms down in missionary
A glare into your dazes
Let me know this was necessary
Position switch would be nice
She pins me down and squats on top
She works me up and down slow
And says she want to take ever drop
As she straddles and wines slowly
I lift my knees for a little leverage
She said she wanted every drop
So I’mma pound her pussy, til she get her beverage
I grip her hips tight, and I guess she know what was next
I lifted my hips and rocked body from the bottom
And had her squeezing her nipples and grabbing her breasts
Sweats dripping she’s commanding that I cum right on her tongue
She does a sucks and strokes best out of me til a temporary end
Keeps going hard and fast for second, we’re going to do another Porn scene again
Eyes scroll scribes
Ears take in the screams of the mad
Smells the poisons breathed
I sense no such royalty
Comparisons were made
Beakers filled, and heat was applied with Bunsen burners
Final result is that there is no such royalty
There were prayers and blood sacrifices made
Pleading how howled to the stars
Many a believers pant garments dusty
Kneeling to their own personal stars
No such royalty came, no such royalty will
No luck, no magic, no perfection in any man
Of any skill
Lets enjoy this treat
Before sweet taboo turn sour
I want to taste your lips, above
And below the waist for the coming hours
Smiling in anticipation of passion
In an impatient fashion
Only concern for the moment
Is if you can keep up with the action
I’ll be happy to deliver
As long as there’s pleasure in your shiver
Call my name or your deity’s
To make listeners believers in
God and me
Your tooth has to release
That bitten lip some time
I feeling you winding up
Your hips, Your creaming is all mine
That exasperated scream was needed
An orgasms an extreme sigh of relief
It was a pleasure,
Being able to assist you with your release
