I CALLER BI-POLAR... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

SHE MAKE SNOW
STORMS BEARABLE
THE TYPE THAT MAKE
ME WISH FOR A BLIZZARD
JUST TO GET SNOWED IN
WITH HER IN MY PRESENCE
SPEND THE DAYS AND
NIGHTS HOLDING HER
AND JUST CAUSE SHE
LIKE TO SPEND THE WINTER
ON HIBERNATE AND
SHE GO BOTH WAYS
I CALL HER BI-POLAR...

THE COLDER IT GETS
THE BOLDER SHE GETS
TRENCH COAT FUR
WITH NOTHING UNDER IT
CHINCHILLA KILLER  
LIKE SHE HUNTED RABBITS
NAKED BODY SMOOTH
LIKE THEY USED
HER HAIR TOO
TATTOO OF A HARE
CAUSE SHE LIKE
TO HAVE SEX LIKE
A PAIR OF JACKS...

FAST AND FROM
THE BACK LIKE
A REAR END CRASH
FROM DOING A
200MPH LAP ON A
NASCAR RACE TRACK
MY LITTLE DANICA PATRICK
GOT A TRICK FOR HER ASS
WHEN WE GET 10 INCHES
I'M GONNA GIVE HER MINES
WHEN WE TRAPPED UP
I'M GONNA SHOW HER
HOW I GO ABOUT
DIGGING HER OUT... ;-)

HOW COME... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

OTHERS ARE
BUT NOT HER
SHE BRAVER THAN
YOUR AVERAGE
SNAKES AND BUGS
DON'T DO DAMAGE
TO HER PSYCHE
SO WHY SHOULD
WHAT COMES
OUT MY BODY?
SHE EMBRACES IT
EVEN TELLS ME
PLACES WHERE IT CAN
MAKE A LANDING PAD
AND IN CASE OF
AN EMERGENCY
I CAN KEEP MY HEAD
BETWEEN HER LEGS...

AFTER ALL SHE
CAN'T COMPLAIN
BECAUSE ROLES GET
REVERSED OFTEN
AND SHE CAN
GET TO SPRAYING
LIKE A FAUCET
BETTER YET
A FIRE HYDRANT
AND SHE CAN FIND
ME STANDING RIGHT
IN THE MIDDLE OF IT
WITH THE WRENCH... 

IT'S OKAY FOR
HER TO MAKE MY
LIPS RESEMBLE
GLASSED DONUTS
OR...
MY THIGHS SLIPPERY
LIKE GREASE
FROM A PIECE
OF KENTUCKY FRIED
SHE CAN GET IT
RECKLESSLY 
ALL OVER ME
WHILE I'M INSIDE
SO WHY SHOULD I
HAVE TO TRY TO
RESTRAIN MINES
ON THE OUTSIDE...

THANK MY
LUCKY STARS THAT
I FOUND HER
MS. BRIGHT EYES
FROM EXCITEMENT
UPON THE  ARRIVAL
MS. ANYTHING GOES
EXCEPT GETTING
HER HAIR WET
MS. YOU DON'T
HAVE TO LET
ME KNOW WHEN
ITS ABOUT TO HAPPEN
SO I'M NEVER ASKING
HOW COME...;-)

NEW YEARS EXCITEMENT... (BY KEVITO DA POET)

BEFORE THE BALL DROPPED
UNDERGARMENTS DID
WE BROUGHT TIMES
SQUARE TO THE BED
BUT IT FELT MORE
LIKE JULY 4TH
HEATED WITH THE
SMELL OF COOKED MEAT
FIREWORKS PROCEEDING
THE EVENING'S COUNTDOWN
BUT STILL OUTLASTING
THE FESTIVITIES
SO....
WHILE THEY BLOW HORNS
WE BLOW VOCAL CORDS
THEY SAY HAPPY NEW YEAR
AND WE SAY YEAH YEAH YEAH...

JUST LIKE THAT
ALL ACQUAINTANCES
WERE FORGOTTEN
SHE'S MINES FOR 2011
CAUSE SHE TOLD ME
HOW OFTEN?
DOES THE MOMENT
OF THE YEAR HAPPEN
IN ITS FIRST FEW MINUTES
A CHART TOPPING EXPERIENCE
AFTER THE COUNTDOWN OF 10
TOUCHING AND HITTING
EACH SPOT INCLUDING
THE ONE ON THE
LEFT SIDE OF HER CHEST...

WE MADE LOVE
NOT SEX OR RESOLUTIONS
WE BROUGHT IN THE NEW
WITH SOME GOOD OLD
BODY CONNECTIONS
THE KIND THAT SEND
ELECTRIC CHARGES
THREW SEXUAL ORGANS
CONDUCTED AND ORCHESTRATED
LIKE THE PIPE YOU PLAY
I PUSH HER BUTTONS
LIKE A KEYBOARD
AND SHE MADE PITCH
SOUNDS LIKE RANKS...

AND WHEN WE HAVE
NO VOICE IN THE MORNING
NO ONE WOULD EVEN
THINK SEX...

JUST NEW YEARS EXCITEMENT... ;-)