I'm Not a Stalker

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I'm not a stalker,
But boy, what I wouldn't give for a piece of that ass!
It's teasing me, and pleasing me
Knowing it won't be mine,
Sick thoughts enter my mind.
I dream of rubbing her soft skin,
My nostrils blessed by the heavenly scent
I get closer and closer every time
Then she turns the corner
And she's gone.

I'm not a stalker,
But each time she turns the corner
I am closer
One day I'll be next to her
One day I'll hear her breathing
One day I'll hear her pulling out mace
One day I'll be touching her face.

I'm not a stalker,
Because she hasn't noticed me
She walks right by my house all the time
And she doesn't notice me
When she doesn't go to school
I notice
When I don't go to school
I watch that sweet ass rock back and forth
In front of my house

So don't call me a stalker,
Call me Chris.

• Clever

  by BunnymasterG

  Posted Oct 9, 2008
  +6
  One day I'll be next to her
  One day I'll hear her breathing
  One day I'll hear her pulling out mace
  One day I'll be touching her face.
  
  I lolled when I read this. I liked the mace, it was a good setup.
  Very strong piece that's very relevant. Great job!
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• Justin
  Oct 9, 2008
  This poem sounds similar to the lyrics of Baby Got Back.

• Date Added
• Oct 4, 2008 at 3:58 PM
• Article Type
• Opinion
• Genres
• Humor, Poetry
• Topics
• Romance
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