Assitants and managers (act II deconstructing Bliss)

It is always nice to start with the boss ^___^

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We can always know the one I talk about here
When you know she is coming you tremble in fear
Yes you are right she is the miss tight ass bliss
Oh yeah the boss, the president we all miss

She always drops in the chats boom: COFFEE!!
One day I will get her for what she do to me.
One time I innocently stole her coffee in the thread
She jumped and slam dunks her shoe on my head

Oh yeah people she beat the Lakers she jump high
i thought beautiful girls like her should always be shy
I guess I was wrong, my poor head hurting still
You take her coffee and she is in mode for kill

Just look at her pic if, you know what I mean
She is not anymore, a girl of seventeen
She can knock you off the shoe that you wear
And put her leg on your chest for all that she care

She is a rebel girl, but with an innocent pretty face
You cannot escape her except with divine grace
What god was thinking when he created you
Or maybe the legend of Aphrodite is actually true

Anyway after these words I said, I really hope
I gave you a little of little of that girl scope
And see you in later ones, more deep
So relax and your eyes on my poems keep