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I Got Your BackA poem from the novel "The Essence of Poetry II:Gerald's Sophomore Yet Grown Poetrybook" Written by: Gerald L. Ingraham --------------------------------- Nowadays, baby, the brothers try and fake it, To see you trying and they can't take it; You're doing your thing, trying to make it, But people see a big heart and break it; They just want to get you alone and naked, Yet, I am the type that don't foresake it; I only want to do something more sacred, And to get to know you, so don't mistake it. ...'Cause I got you. Any brother here knows I don't play kid, If I got swag, then why I need to snake it; I don't need game for icing to cake it, I want pie of trust and the recipe to bake it; You see, you need a happy home to lay kid, So each of your gone leaves, let me rake it; My soul aroused as you had to wake it, Now, I must speak, so listen to what I say kid. ...'Cause I got you. I got your back, Beginning to end, I got your back, Through thick and thin; I got your back, For the right reasons 'Cause I got your back, Through all four seasons. But for real and on the real tip, Your last man is the last you'll snip; I want to you save you another trip, 'Cause a kiss is when you give that lip; Most men want to give the milky to sip, If you refuse it, then they get more flip; Undress you halfway just get a good rip, Only for that climax with skeet and drip. ...But I got you. When you with me I won't dip, Unlike the next brother, I don't want a clip; They want to kick you out the whip, Once that thong of yours refuses to slip; They tend to look for hops of another hip, But I assure reason to not jump off ship; Just listen to learn ways of flipping the strip, 'Cause you fall again to reach for my grip. ...But I got you. I got your back, Beginning to end, I got your back, Through thick and thin; I got your back, For the right reasons 'Cause I got your back, Through all four seasons. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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