Just like everything this day will pass,
I'll get over this attitude of whoop azz.
But I'd like to take every jackazz,
and just whoop their azz.
Makes no difference where,
it can be here or there,
almost everywhere.
If they breath air,
I'd like to chokem till they drop,
come short of killing then stop.
It's not life that's always hard,
it's the jackazzes playing the cards.
Don't watchem they'll cheat,
turn your head again they'll repeat.
Life sometimes can be a pleasure,
but each and everyday
we have too measure.
Here in this den we have
a jackazz community,
all around the world
there's no immunity.
The only break we get is death,
makes no difference of our wealth.
Jackazzes will screw up a good day,
even mess up what God say.
They have no respect,
feel they need no correct.
They only see the mirror,
nothing in it is inferior.
When they mess up,
they'll never confess up.
They only try too dress up,
but
you can't dress corrupt.
One
love Tinka
let it OUT! One~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Hope you feel better ONEPOet!
Am I one who soured your mood...? If so -Sorry-
I had to ask, I had 29 followers and now, 26....
Say what you feel! my friend~
Warmly,Sheee