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She asked me what I wanted for breakfast, I told her, gimme the same I been feeding on and feenin on for my entire life, gimme those melanated lips and globe curvature hips, gimme that black oil that ain’t found underground, gimme thatso ripe that apple trees get jealous, girl I don’t just wanna taste your leaves I wanna devour the roots of your melanin, see I’m good with you swallowing my seed, but, I’d rather plant it in your black planet, *** those pancakes topped off with syrup, I wanna top you off and drain you like a fresh oil change, lubricating your inner being every 3,000 miles with intercessory tune ups and rotations, see, we was talking about breakfast, how the *** we start talking bout the mechanic shop, but that’s what you do, you throw me off track, so lemme get back on track and ask can you be my morning snack, now I know, growing up, we wasn’t allowed to have snacks until after we ate our meal, but let’s make a deal, you be my nutrition in the morning, noon and late nights, and I’ll find a way to throw eggs and bacon in there, *** it, let’s just do whip cream, chocolate and hot pears, I mean, those go on pancakes too, maybe a strawberry or two, or maybe you the type that likes it simply with fruit jam, I mean damn, let me taste your batter before it gets heated up on the grill, let me show you my chef boy r u ***in nasty skills, cause the kitchen is where I do my best work at, no matter if you a short stack or an all you can eat high stack, we all the same size when we lay down, and I’m half your size when I go down, and I’m not gone brag on laying it down just know I’m down for whatever, cause you see, I been loving pancakes since I could remember, eating them for breakfast or dinner, it didn’t matter, I’ve had skinny joints to fluffy and thick, to pancakes that took up the whole damn dish, oh, he tripped bout those stretch marks and lil gut, well bring your tiger mixed with kangarooover here so I can show you what being in the jungle is really like, all that means is that meat is primed and good for consuming, much like them pancakes, leave that aunt jemima bonnet on ya head too, it don’t matter, cause real men smash at your worst and best times, bring some champagne so we can make it wine and dine, or you can just cry from how I’m cookin up, IHOP yourto my special for the week, point them feet, or just curl ya toes, I really don’t give a , just don’t move my head when you cum, allow me to taste the baste of your secret recipe and see what the critics been raving about, allow me to go broke buying your meal over and over, cause even when my credit card declines, I ain’t leavin, so gone head and sit them cakes on my face until I’m barely breathing, to mouth resuscitation will keep me heart ticking, and then I can go back to flippin, but don’t get this poem twisted, I’m simply talking about my love for pancakes
