PUMPKIN PUDDING PIE... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

THANKSGIVING DINNER
WAS FULFILLING
TO THE MAX
AND IT'S NOT BAD
THAT THE ONLY ROOM
I HAVE FOR PIE
IS IN THE BEDROOM
MIGHT HAVE TO TRY
MIX THAT PUMPKIN
WITH SOME PUDDING
COMBINE THE TWO
AND MAKE HER MY
PUMPKIN PUDDING PIE
LET HER PROVIDE
THE CREAM AND JUST
ADD A COUPLE OF CHERRIES...

SHE SWEETER
THAN POTATOES
WITH BROWN SUGAR
ON HER NIPPLES
EAT HER BODY
DOWN TO THE CRUST
TURN HER
VAGINAL GLANDS
INTO CANDY YAMS
WHEN SHE CUM
IT'S LIKE MELTED
MARSHMALLOWS
IN FRYING PAN
BETWEEN HER LEGS
BUT NEVER TOO
HOT TO TASTE...

VOCALLY SHE
LIKE GIVING THANKS
WHEN MY FACE
IN IT AND AFTER
I'M FINISH SHE
STILL SHAKE
UPON ENTRY LIKE
DRIVING THROUGH
A POT HOLE
SHE NEVER MAD
SHE GOT GOOD
SUSPENSION PLUS
SHE KNOW I'M
THE ONE DOING
THE DIGGING... ;-)

-HAPPY THANKSGIVING-