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Category: Romance and Relationships


Love #1
It would begin with the hips
Then end with the lips
But now there's something better than this
If it begins with those lips
That both have to kiss
Then both will know the other's wish
And neither will worry about fish
And if one goes on a long trip
Both will miss
The pair of lips
That made one kiss
That was so rich
That a million cents
Would be one cent
Which you could get nothing with
And you couldn't buy nuthin with
But back to the kiss
And the Mr and Miss
But she could no longer be Miss
But instead Missus
Because these kisses
Only begin familial wishes
And with the blessings of the village
The union can be more'n kisses
But a missus
And kidses
That means a biblical marriage
That begins with four lips, one kiss, two hips, and one wish
That never ends like this -

Love # 2
First I would find the behind
Then I would create a mind
Then I would make her mine
And in time I would be blind
And you might find she's never mine
Because it wasn't her mind that made the bind
So next time I'll find her in her true mind
So if anyoneis blind it'll be us this time
I have found the mind to bond with mine
And when I see the behind I won't mind
Because nowm- thebehindandthemindaretwoofakind
And my, my, my if I didn't find
The one of akind with the two of a kind
So now I'm tryin to see is she's buyin
And don't ask why this girl's just fly
She deserves a rhyme for every time she crosses my mind
And when I say fine i didn't forget her mind
Because to be fine is more'n a behind
But so you stop cryin' I'll say she's divine
Nine times as fine five times the behind and 999 times that kind
That’s four thousand nine hundred fifty five times as live
Never mind all the hype she's just my type
And I know my rhymes sound like "I"
But this type of like is something more
When you get past the behind and add the mind
A like of this type could be Amor