The Kandyman
oh, the Kandyman;
so bold and purE,
this lOve i feel has No
cure!
his lovely buTt i'd like
to smAck;
all big, round, and
ebonY black.
although, hE may not
know me now,
i know we'll be
together somehow.
he must accept this
love i deal,
or let it be known, i will
not heal.
Copyright © Katlin Bouse | Year Posted 2012
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