I met this girl At the seven eleven She had a pretty face And a husky voice We talked for hours I was surprised to see how much we were like She made me laugh When she told me About the guys she dated I sat there thinking We could be friends Not just close but best I told her about me She listened And asked questions I knew she had to be my soul mate I liked her red hair It went well with her black face She had big beautiful brown eyes And I blushed when she caught me staring I never seen anyone quite so beautiful I was jealous, envious And even turned on I asked her if she wanted to go dancing She said yes So off to the club we went There was something different About the way she moved Something different about the way she danced It was soothing Sensual I couldn’t believe what I was feeling I knew our meeting must have been fate We drank and drank Until we were both out of it The bartender called a cab We went back to her apartment I never had sex with a girl before I thought I’m game why not She hummed a beautiful song As sat quietly on the bed I needed sleep that was for sure I saw her undressing I was curious to see what her body was like Did it resemble mine? Woops here comes the liquor It never stays down Off to the bathroom I went But someone locked the door So I vomited on the floor The last thing I remember someone was caring me to the bed The next day I woke up alone Not remembering what I had done Did I really sleep with her girl? On my way out I saw a pair of men’s trousers And a red wig that would have looked Beautiful on a black face
Reason for writing:
true story
Birth sign: Aries
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