Building a revolutionary of radicals
That cannot be tamed
All in the name of evolution
Is like setting a bush on fire without control
Building a revolutionary of radicals
That cannot be tamed
All in the name of evolution
Is like setting a bush on fire without control
Zing! Zing! Zing
I felt it it buzz in my head
Flip! Flap! Flip
Thinking it was on my skin
No! I couldn’t place a finger on it
Degeneration of generational thongs
Mainstream of activities in the bewildered
Ouch! it prickled my sensitivity
Awful pins and needles
Ejaculating my sensations back to life
Tinging me for the callipygian ideal
Asking me to move in the rythm
Vibrating me to be sultry
Comfy?
Care-less, as long as it is as it is
It zings out the bumpy thing behind me.
You know what happens when you get sandwiched in between two beautiful sexy ladies who won’t take no for an answer from you?
Get on your knees and pray or go with the flow and get burnt.

That’s the first two options. Third option dive into the sea and get bitten by the sharks.

Never doubt the actions of these two women, don’t feel proud about it. Choose one, and be fulfilled or choose none and run far.
All creatures great and small
Created in the awesomeness of divine
Graceful in structure, given life to survive
Not within the power of humanity
With the hands, their sculpture can only be made
Not even in conformity to nature
Glory in naturality, magnificent
Effortless exquisite splendour
One to behold; proudly speaks
In animal magnetism, perfect showcase of soigné
I am elegant by Nature; wonderfully made.
Those memories long ago
That cannot be forgotten
But stays on in the pictures
Are celebrated with cakes
Which displays lights of joy
Around friends and families