Friday, November 11, 2011

Oh My Goodness! I Need to Purchase My Spouse , Girl Undies !

Frances Ellen Watkins Harper, sets the tone and theme with the 1st verse of this poem Bury Me in a Free Land, which is drafted in the quatrain format with rhyming couplets.

The poem does a brilliant job of illustrating the thoughts of liberation going thru the mind of an individual in physical bondage. The meaning of an individual is anticipated to RIP after the individual has died nevertheless, in this poem pertaining to slavery, the writer alludes to the undeniable fact that her spirit couldn't rest in a country of slaves. This illuminates the demoralising impact slavery has had on those violently dragged into its awful dungeon of darkness.

The photographs in the 4th verse of this poem are awfully chilling. You know your lover naturally, but how well did you know your new allotted object of undies. Doubtless not at all well, you know she would like something horny and to make her look ultra fascinating and wanton, but did you know the proper way to selec t this horny item of clothing for her. Men usually just run in to any store when buying undies and right away pick up a box of Calvin Kleins and job done. It's not so simple when choosing for your woman, she needs refinement together with down right attractive to compliment her mood. Hear these words : I couldn't sleep if I saw the lash / Drinking her blood at every afraid gash / And saw her chicks torn from her breast / Like shaking doves from their parent nest.

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