Poem -

Mississippi Wine

Mississippi Wine

If they
Made wine
In Mississippi
Period
Pretty eyes
There would be
Two of you
gink
No laid under love
The faucet 
Some how turned off
Is the bouquet
Her burned world
Our friends find beauty
In this art
Placement
Same point 
You don't want this
Mossburg 
A unhappy woman
Has plenty of Crooked friends
That voice
Always brings back
That same song
Suck that tongue
You will know if you are clean
No blood positive 
No smoke 
Who throat 
Gets the blessing
My baby dont just
Visit versace
Sit sugar
But its been along time since we done this here
A Yeah
let's find a suitable studio
Leave there
Let's find the amusement
Where you wanna go
Ma an paw
Ok it's family
Mine first
An Hold that nose
Like you Smelling piss
Brite lights
O I'm just changing the shoes
Otherwise jennies Sing
If they
Made wine
In Mississippi
Period
Pretty eyes
There would be
Two of you
Who shall do for you
The ones with the wisdom
No longer lives
I do not touch you
There is a war going on
Where are you
Asleep
There is where I lay dead
So silent
My soft beautiful
Scent tha killa
Witness the coming aboard
Knees up
Its time Too repetit 
Sit tongue
Everything In the display 
Belongs too me
And smells heavenly 
Here Bae
Smoke some finger
Then sing for me
This coat leaves with the wind
Did it hurt
Well who done it
The streets 
This 100 
Needs to freak me
Murder
My feet
The pavement
The rain
Brings you home
Man yall
Going to say summin
Shhhh you need to be quiet
Load the bottom palm
It comes Wit pride 

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Marion

I like this...clever wordplay 😊

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