Wednesday, 18 January 2012

My poem and (chillin)

 these hips are big hips.
they need space to
move around in.
they don't fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips.
they don't like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
these hips are mighty hips.
these hips are magic hips.
i have known them
to put a spell on a man and
spin him like a top.

Just a poem about me hihihi


Pics speak louder than words.

ya thats how life should be defined ...hihi

1 comment:

  1. woooooooo!!!!!!u can make agood poet,practice makes perfect