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you and me detail by detail/ photographic eye/ graphic life when we derail /from this train track/ me with the nappy curls, and you such a daddy's girl/ that when i attempt to pimp you through simple tactics meant for a princess you demand to be praised like Vishnu/ in the N.O back woods sharing a back wood/ hell naw when, rain falls and time gains and pain crawls with chains for sinners and winners yet they both the same/ interchangeably for the same cause/ fleur de lis, I'm thinking what a saint would/ do to get to you/ catch you near the banks of the gulf/ with flower in your hair what a good choice/ pussy willows and forget-me-nots/ I come to greet you with one of favorite the latest lily of the valley and you say this/ boy what is your placing what is your status please state it heaven sent like Michael or hell sent like Satan/ and i restated that either or girl i'm yours left shoulder or right shoulder/ i'm earth bound so all in all a fallen angel/ shit that made you smile for a while until the dial filed in behind, and forward on the steps of time notch by notch/ let time pass like gastric bypass/ you me we both/ here in this terrace by the sea/ coral reefs and oral speech/ lips lock and lets make this brief take off my briefs take off your chastity/ 3 trimester no tragedies/ baby mother may I smother you with roses and a ring before these fantasies become to much to control/ and marry me on the banks of the scene of the west indies that you like/ honey combs and wild flowers exotic dishes and blessings from higher powers/ Smiles and Scowls/ vows and playing music backwards for the hell of it/ don't look to deep into that last line because it ours/ shit our life's combined is like the super bowl/ gimme a nice round bowl of gumbo without the craw/ instead of saffron is Sassoon and bay leafs mint that's a northern touch/
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