For God's Son Granted Me Corey

Father, son, holy ghost, or magic merlin 

im still in aww and shock

In all his glory, God granted my Corey

  

yore feel like higher on a fishscale 

kilo hydro rolling like a ring around a Rose

garden gnome my ornament for colder months he my

comforter my fire water pouring warm in growing my forest  

hie my jelly on my scone    

he my mayor morning glory

only homie i need to know 

a 10 course country club dinner

a Four story home a horse tail dripped in gold

 juicy Valours track suit soft comfortor  A peace Corps helen of troy'

 Te Amo Mi Amor feels riche like  A Porsche Chauffeur 

Soaring Higher than a heavens door,  Solon Ohio together in our zone when I SAY yo my corey he say soon he gone 

him he's short but most importantly he adores me and he gores me in the back cause im his horror story Wild Roaring Poor and Sore Cunt Lovin Slut Excited just to be his presence improve self esteem and a blessing its a charity its Basking its bottom feedin the backwind ass right sittin in his shit be better than my own Ass Hat Droppings My caboose could ever produce truce Deuce  

  Sight for anybody looking back Nasty stash of socks cant pass me up or him without a push or pressing fuck be in his distraction A DECISION never made cause Corey never yes or no or maybe so because he strictly Facts . Hes action. Hes clueless dont need shoeless to be know when he be going to the gym because he is already working HIM self care love Rare, Values instilled in him are what normal people prepare airtight alabis and store them in the lockerroom in dusty shoes who lie longer than    
engorged him in the heart he trained me in his Morning Glory Holier Machine for seeming Stoned but Rock stay harder than Ivy Leage and Im feeling gooey like a lasagna soup  more than fantastic ratchet little baby Gene's hes got the thickness and the fitness

on a straight line narrow ass he the Line right track, on time, no need to question where he off to cause its just the Best time hes Fine and