Blackberries
Girl you know me love
Me blackberries
But,
They always get me in trouble,
Some of my berries are so
Black they blue,
But they are sweetest ones,
My spirit guide
Usually warns me if the Berry is bad,
But they so lovable
It’s hard to resist,
Oomph, them black blackberries
Embracing me
Kissing, loving me,
Trying to impress me
To spend the night,
They smile in the sun,
In the morning upon dew light.
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