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Blame (Legend Version) Wish I could blame it on the three, four, five shots of Don Pedro,
but it’s the nigga writing this poem and his libido that won’t let him go!
From the voluptuousness of her breasts to the curvaceous curve of her ass,
am a sane man, so how in the hell to get it, get it, get it again, and again, could I dare pass? Dumb as hell would that have been because the eroticism of it all overcomes and inebriates the senses.
Before, during, and after her being dressed, undressed, and dressed again makes it irrelevant to have that many tenses.
Have to see it to believe it, and yes I have.
Come behind me and dare say of her that everything is not about her, and such foolishness would have me do nothing but laugh! Intoxicating is a syllable uttered from the softest of her voice’s voice.
Yes, I drink heavily at times, but cannot, would dare not, blame it on the alcohol; really I had no choice!
Inspired by Jamie Foxx’s “Blame” - by the Greatest Poet Alive
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