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This poem is called Netflix and chill

Thats dinner and a movie with you being the meal.
It don't matter what we start with flip a coin or spin the wheel.
Someone has a secret I am sure there'll reveal.
It's between you and your panties but I know you'll spill.
I don't kiss and tell do you remember temptation in heels.
I am recycling my thoughts of fucking you, but they all mine so they original.
I am Len Boogie. in this bitch that means I am a killer for real.
I run shit down town, I am dealing in pleasure your body trembles under my skill.
I got a hit on your inhibition, the harder I go the more it kneels.
My lips are sealed unlike yours when I grip your heels.
When I pick you up, you will be on my highlight reel.
I don't want to pop the trunk on you, but I got to be original.
I would hate to recycle, and I know if I don't come with it I'll be ridiculed.
I am steady going, I talk so much it's amazing I still got a mouthful.
My ego now twice as big, I am fly with this dick and good with water like a seagull.
I got my dick on the rim of your pussy, baby thats the cove, I got the waves coming in like they tidal.
I am parting your sea, I said it before but this my Bible.
I am reciting my poetry to you like a song with no rehearsal.
Roll that ass over once again, and bring that thang back in reversal.
Girl I am bad, I am going to need a referral.
I am trying to be the teacher's pet so I am staying after school.
I am learning from you I am putting this wood on you because I don't have an apple.
I love it when you suck on my straw like you looking for the snapple.
You try to get it all at once like it's perishable.
I put it back in and then I get spiritual.
You have me speaking in tongues it's all good it's just bedroom babble.
I am recycling my thoughts like paper or plastic, my love is at your disposal.
And I got you at the forefront, we run up the hill to your peak like jack and Jill.
I got a jersey on in here number 23 symbolizing like my game like Michael.
I got my tongue out and my rings up and what you coming to is original.
Written by poetjj (Juan M. Maldonado Jr.)
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