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By B.K. Date: 2003 Aug 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.08.26.04.23.31546]] |
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It is too hot to walk It's too hot to talk It is too hot to eat any meat It is veggies and fruit Plenty of ginseng tea Lots of water and vitamins All for me But baby today my heart Did partake when it found A drizzled chocolate piece Of chocolate pound cake Found at voodoo mama's Soul food kitchenery Almost got it down my gizzard When a fast flying lizard Reached out and Bit the fire right outta me It musta been the conscience Of the teeny tiny body I once Upon a time had been When bikinis and hip huggers And midriff tops were the girl You would see in them No It is not that I am fat I would not go splat Cause there is not enough flab Like that hanging on me It's just sometimes Baby A little chocolate cake To comfort the ache That seethes and breathes The blues of missing you A few bites of chocolate cake Then chuck the rest away With no belly ache And back to my health kick again bk |