Chun Li (II)

[the Draç]

To dispute, is to commute, and ram like compute.

PC chills, the e-girl seduced.

With a truth serum, it seems hard to refute.

One to loot, then rises like r00t.

Sour like patch, with a hint of soy.

 

Like Halo, she puts to an end, "Killjoy!"

A pro like Roy, she frolics the block.

No need to run, she's red, then stops.

Bread like crop, blow like pop.

Triad like Li, the meat clever then chops.

Wake up like watch, the rooster, the cock.

Holy, then ground, she then takes off her socks.

Prostrate to Allah, the meteor then shot.

Off her angle, then sided, like lop.

C.I.A, fed like cop.

No need to buy, she owns the shop.

[the Draç]

Thanks for the comments y'all!

[Isabel Almeida]

My friend definatly I dont understand your words. Its very advand«ced poetry!

[the Draç]

I'm sorry if this seems seductive. I kinda jus automatic wrote this and it turned out like this. It was funny when I reread what I wrote, lol.