Sex appeal – foto Smith
Be-Bop Baby
Do wop and rattle, do rap and roll
you gurgle my girdle, fine flux my flow
Smile for me baby, give me a grin
been lonesome lately, been wanting back in
Grip on my gripper, zipper my chin
prepare you pure proper for serious sin
Wrap my poor rattle in your jelly roll
my pretty petal your saddle to sow
Petal to mental then mental to mime
in most elemental pleasure sublime
So work with me baby, work till we whine
work till we’re gravy and wavy in line
Wake us to wonder of thunder and thyme
rosemary plunder, the rhythm in rhyme
– Smith, 7.11.2012
Flow – foto Smith
