that baby daddy

no scooby doo mystery

the nose,hair, eyes

and the hands don’t lie

walk and talk and you seeing

a duplicate and all the way live

hear the tone and catch and pick up on

the naive and how like a boxer

the bop and weave on conversations

momma was distant and cold

with caution and options

however no mistaken who

was the one making the claim

and smoking the ciagar



About mistermaxxx08

i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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