WILL YA GET A LOAD OF THIS!
Listen up y'all, hey!This fool showed up half high
Two in the mornin' smellin' like Miss. Ann
He don't know me like that, this either
Just met him yesterday on the bye and bye
Eyes a bloodshot red reekin' marijuana
I stood there in sheer amazement, damn!
Got my neighbors peekin' through their curtains
I'm about to catch a sho-nuff case, aka murder
Now he wants to get all snazzy, a touch jazzy
Asked to come in for a sip of what I didn't need
Pulled out a wad of cash to impress, readdress
I grabed this jerk in his collar, starin' nose to nose
Told him he'd land in the direction the wind blows
Short on patience, steaming hot, I'm shy of control
You may wonder how did this nut get my address
Well I was in the process of buying a pair of shoes
When I gave the salesclerk my info he overheard
Yeah, like I said before
This fool showed up half high
Two in the mornin' smellin' like Miss. Ann
So what did I do?
Well, what do you think I did?
Didn't call 911
No sir, I did not!
What did I do?
Hear me well
What did I do?
Shhhhh, I kicked his ass!
Ha! Mess with me!
Copyright, Nina Lee 2014
All rights reserved by author 2014
Poetry by Nina Lee
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Written on 2014-07-03 at 02:18
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