PEPPER Poetry

Most women fall for the bad boy suit

Worn by many men offering poisoned fruit

Eve consumed her fate with one exciting bite

Cause the bad boy, the snake, said it would be alright

When the good guy, Adam, learned of this occasion

He was punished with Eve for allowing her moral vacation

But that caused one confusing stipulation in the equation

If women were independent, where was Adam’s liberation

Or freedom from the interrogation of Eve’s situation

Cursing everyone, even women’s monthly evacuation

Cause the lesson of the story was cold and crystal clear

Men and women are equally liable in this sphere

And that a woman’s defiance will probably occur

If the man’s accommodations are too lenient for her

Moving and grooving on the bed of many roses

From nature appeasing our sensual noses

Elevating the smell but now a different purpose

Teasing and pleasing up and down your lower orifice

The feel and appeal overtake your thighs

The wind from the fan blows across your side

Small beads fall from my chest to your breasts

As this rose delights your body the best

Placing your fingers against the skin of my back

Scratching and tearing, then your booty gets smacked

Screaming and jumping but the moment's enjoyed

The pleasure in your womb increases like roids

Arching your back raises our wonder

I come down harder like a storm bringing forth thunder