Saturday, October 15, 2011

The Big Dog Roll

The street in dark,
The alley quiet,
Puppies bark,
Big Dogs bite.

Big Dogs walk a boogie,
Together they shuffle,
Ain't no would they?
Finish a scuffle.

Its not a will she.
Scratch the belly right,
And he knows she,
Will have his back tonight.

Cause he chooses well,
To mount on her only,
Walks pass the funky smell,
The other bitch’s so lonely.

His Big, Momma Dog,
Don’t get no street bites,
Her Big Dog,
Is her private delight.

Together they rule,
On equal occasion,
Their best tool,
Is their liaison.


Miles under their feet,
Partners of the street,
As jealousy creeps,
From the incompletes.

They won’t let it bother,
Let all that pole pissing slide,
Cause next to each other,
Could be a mile wide…………..

Fennigan TBA Spencer 10.15.11

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