Love Poem: Verbal Intercourse
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Written by: James Lewis

Verbal Intercourse

Strap ya helmet on and while you at it pass the keys, 
we'll ride and eat on words for dinner, homie pass 
the peas,

I don't do this on purpose, it's the way things have to 
be, I'll smack these kids without a daddy, little 
b@st@rds please.

Expand your mind a bit and you can comprehend the 
flow, there's no amor for garden tools cause we 
don't love them h03s,

let William foot the Bill that Matt can wipe his feet on 
quick, my homie Rich concurs the other Richard's 
just a D1ck.

These words can read like any book, don't be afraid 
to look, goodfellas root for guys in movies living life 
like shnooks,

you'll never freeze in coal that people use to feed the 
heat, I spank on my filet mignon therefore I beat my 
meat.

Go 'head and make a pizza out of $100 notes, cause 
all you need is sauce and cheese with lots of 
flattened dough,

your car breaks down in traffic? Lose your shoes 
and get a tow, and while you wait get stoned with 
lots of dro that rock ya dome.

They call me Mr. Heinz cause you're in back and 
can't catch up, you'll get the FICA treatment when I 
tax you thas whasup,

and that's no homosexual, I'm happy cause I'm gay, 
my pounds are like my methods so it's 2-8-0 my 
weigh.

I hope y'all get the message how it's 'sposed to 
come across, I clean my teeth with dollars so indeed 
ya homie floss,

the doctor wants to rush and send the people to their 
day, I guess it's safe to say he has no patience 
either way.

My wordplay is a blessing like the other side of sin, 
when makin love it's guaranteed I will arrive again,

so come and join the sideshow 'cept the magic isn't 
blue, I wear my t-shirts circle necked when rollin with 
my crew.

To read is fundamental but to not is dumb as h31l, 
some people love stupidity, I wish those people well,

my word'll slide inside the spot and keep the tunnel 
hot, it's verbal intercourse vernacully I touch the spot.