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Black Concept

Hmm l smell it /
Hmm l smell it 
Over here 
Now over there
Even as we wiggle
Then try to mingle
Along Goughzou lane
Moving all up
To Vicky’s place
Chatting up Yan
Even as she spins her wheels
 threading us up
all slim and trendy
Hmm l smell it
Even as l shudder
With each breath
Slowing down my haste
From pace to pace
I took a bend
Only to be dazzled
As we marvelled  
at the black to black concept

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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