Twisted Bitch itch

La la la la la la lah
I'm not hearing you
Back the fuck up
Twisted bitch
I know it's you
You, who pulls the shit strings
You, who couldn't give a shit about feelings
Cutting and pulling and twisting theirs
I refuse to let your twisted hate bloom
A field of fire
Engulfing your antics
is all I want to see
Snap! crackle! pop!
with out your crappy dumps
And silly pedantic interpretations
From pails of shit,
Keep that shit string taut
Licking ass and all counterfeit
A set up for that niggle
The bitch itch you must scratch,
Go scratch another ass,
Twisted bitch
thanks, but no thanks.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Yeah, I think I like this poem a lot! It needed to be dispelled and now I feel more well! :D

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hmmmm, going to think about

hmmmm, going to think about this one.

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;-)

This rant tickled me! Let it fly! ;-)

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Ha! I live to tickle your

Ha! I live to tickle your fancy! ; thanks Beaves HugSS always


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