Observation

  Dear booty,

     i like the shape and form of you, when you walk I like the way you talk,

you call me a pervert, but I'm just observant.

If you see my eyes,

don't trip,

I am just gonna tell you my eyes was were just wondering like an adventurous field trip.

Don't worry i'm not a creep,

i just glance for a moment and repeat.

 

By:Bravonn Burnes-BootyWarrior

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