A Spring Poem

Sun rises early
Yet the day gets longer
Sun sleeps late, so do we
Fewer clothes to be washed
Colours is what need to be matched
Woman so precious like nature
Nature including green trees
When trees looses their green leaves
Woman put more clothes to cover up

Women so many than men
That’s why leaves are so many than trees
When leaves start to cover thy tree
Clothes start to uncover thy thigh
Brothers start to focus
As bras start to cover half breasts

Eyes clanging to thy cleavage
Ohhh yes…. We gon’ be seeing it all
Ohhh yes they ain’ gon be dressin’ at all

Ain't I glad to be black?
Black is big and black beautful
Ain't I glad to be sorrounded by Black ladies
Ain't I glad to be attracted to Black woman
Ohhh!!! Ain't I glad that them tight jeans will be sizing thy big Black ass


Fine bodies worked up during winter
Ohhh and off cause fine bellies popped up during winter
Under the sheets, cause no body on the streets
Come on!! spring for the spring
Summer will be coming soon for swimmers
Including the slim’ers wearing sleepers

Ohh!! Please taxi drivers, let them be free
We love to see

Written by a Perverted Deejay