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For months, Dear Friend, you have been consolin me,
You hav been as loyal is any friend could be.
When I told you, I thought my man was steppin out,
You cried with me, we cussed him, we yelled and did shout!
You held my hand, as the Skanky Woman we did discuss,
You were my rock, in you I did trust!
When I told you that he was distant, cold and treatin me bad,
You held me when I cried, you were the only comfort I had.
Tonight I left my bed, I was hurtin and couldn't sleep,
I have driven to your house, your comfort I seek,
I can't believe it, I see my man's car parked in your drive,
Now the pain of betrayal is eatin me alive!
You, Dear Friend, and my man , did never meet,
He has no damn business bein on your street!
Now everything is so crystal clear!
Lyin Bitch, now you have me to fear!
Yes, I can smell it from here,
The stench of betrayal, you reek, My Dear!
You two-faced bitch, prepare to meet your doom,
I will let Smith and Wesson talk, Boom, Boom , Boom!
Yes, Friend, I am always packin, I keep it handy for snakes,
Now meet my little friend, you lyin fake!
I see that your door is unlocked and I go in,
You are on top, enjoyin a wild ride, my friend.
I don't say a word, just start blastin away,
I get two for one, you both are dead where you lay!
Outta respect for the dead, I hang my head low,
You can tell the devil, I DID KNOW!
Music: The Thunder Rolls
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This poem happens way too much to man and women!
Shit
You had/have it right on target with your imagination Sista'!
AWESOME Job, as usual - When is your book coming out?
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Sheexoooo
STay Positive!
Georg
Be always safe,
Karen
from the man's point of view. A great set of writes.
You do it so damn well. Love it--and you. -gene.
Newfie hugs, Rose
Love Tinka