It was a cheap shot,
more or less a jackpot.
I give you fair warning,
I wasn't born yesterday morning.
In my verse I'll use everything,
pluck feathers from the eagles wing.

Again I give you fair warning,
If you were born weak at heart,
like I was at the start,
yes big gorilla blue baby,
for me life was a maybe.
I survived to be shy,
watched as life passed me by.
But I got strong,
more positive and now I know where I belong.

Your warning goes like this,
this site you might want to miss.
Because if you leave a cheap shot review,
I'll still care about you.
However I might add it to my verse,
use it for better or worse.

Just the way I roll.

OnepoetGem