I don't care how much love
we spread around Zeus
very little love returns for use
I'll just say this
most of the azzholes I know
my azz they can kiss
Daddy wasn't chit
momma had her head
burried in it
My brothers and sisters
had so many issues
they used all of my tissues
Then I met my wife
suppose to be
the love of my life
She loves me as long as
I kiss her azz
and most of her family
isn't worth the gas I pass
Three fourths of the people I know
the monkeys would banana
peel their show
But maybe this is just
in my world Zeus
all the mental abuse
Then again my world
is your world
Of course you're only myth
this world is about reality
don't be careful
you can become a fatality
AD isn't much better
my good friends are
worth gold
but for the others
a bullchit story can be told
My good friends can
be counted on one hand
Isn't life just grand
OnepoetGem
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Reviews of "People are a Pain"
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on November 1, 2008
Sweet Grady, you are so bad...you are good.
ROFL...relatives....and then it is ALL relative.
Love,
Elizabeth
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on November 1, 2008
I'm right there with you sweet sweet man,yes and some aren't worth the time of even thinking about them.... your number one in my books always will be...keep smiling there not worth even the time of day...have a wonderful and safe day ...remember this I think ..no...I know your a wonderful man..sighhhh...Hugssss
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxo
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
ROFL...relatives....and then it is ALL relative.
Love,
Elizabeth
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxo