“Lovin’ You,” such strong words
Then Minnie Riperton passed back into a song bird
She flew out her afro, platforms and long furs
Soaring back down memory lane, wintery rain
Summer breeze, bumble bees, lumber trees, free range
Hedge hog, dead logs, wet frogs, sweat lodge
Less frogs and fresh moss
Leaves change, she sang superb
Herbs in a fleur
French word for flower, spring shower
Her wings scour with dream power, the queen’s tower
Her whole nature, a soul savior
Andrea, Andrea, Andrea Davis
You’re so sacred, you’re so persuasive
Please let us load inside your spaceship, even though evasive
I came inside your garden as carbon
You’re from the same place as Common
The words that I write between margins, it’s focus is sharpened
Though I may have wrote it a martian
I sampled your song for “Happy”
It went together like saltfish and ackee
Sunday mornings, porridge with daddy
Reminded me of Miss November 22nd
A noble princess together
Many plenty of blessings
Spring awakens everywhere
The day break and solar flares
Icy winds, polar bears
Night of the end, colder air
Light comes in, snow appears
Wild life begin, cobras near
The mice are scared
The spring sun, the greens sprung, the kingdom
The queen sung, supreme lungs

Adventures in paradise, winters and marriage life
Picture an average wife from scripture, no matter type
Angels wishes they had a pipes
Five octaves, sky rocket
Made us gasp, shocking
Glass, she popped it
Five and a half octave, catastrophic
Behold nature of Croatia
Tea from old Asia
Alpha and Omega
Build a house with no labor
Flowers to the creator
Water us, water us, water us, water us
Pour a cup, the floor is cut
Place us in a pot of [?]
Take your [?]
You’re out of stuff
Do the knowledge but get your dollars up
I grab my pen with exotic touch, erotica
I love honey and oatmeal with a lot of nuts
Salad and garlic crush
My olives cut to please the palates in my gut
When she sang, I see terrains and flood planes
Wild horses and mustangs
Beavers and hogs in the mud playing
Nature’s consistent and sustained
White throated dipper, the kingfisher, all close to the river
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From the UK to Nicaragua
Lips to agua
Or scout in or out
Find the natives’ whereabouts
Get out or get scalped
Oh Andrea Davis, you’re the greatest
You’re my favorite on my playlist
You’re such a “Lonely Girl”
I wanna hold you, protect you from the world
Andrea Davis
La la la la la, made you famous
Stevie Wonder can see your hunger
“Take A Little Trip,” my secret lover
Odd or even numbers, I don’t believe in covers
I love originals, 45 in my living room
I was 4 or 5 when I listened to you
She gave me visuals
Joyous years of Roy Ayers meet Quincy Jones
“If I Ever Lose This Heaven” in Minnie’s tone
I’ma miss everybody, I’ma miss everybody
Bizzy Bone
The honeycomb from the windy home