National Poetry Month Day 18 – That’s a Rap

I occasionally like to step into alter ego space and pretend I’m a rapper! What it do baybeee?! Lol!

I have a bunch of raps (some downright absurd) saved on my phone (some with audio lol).

Today’s poem is a rap. I recorded/videoed myself rapping it, but I don’t know if I’m gutsy enough to post it right now (or ever). Warning for seshual innuendo

You think it’s me you want
when you’re looking in my eyes
but when I lick my lips
I know you’re thinking ‘bout my thighs.
Come and get me, baby, if you want me so damn bad
I can promise you I’ll be the best you ever had.
I said come and get me, baby
if you can handle it
I will peel you quick and eat you like a banana split!
...wit nutz