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The New Bitch, Meg.
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
584
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The New Bitch, Meg.
Author's Note-Please, Please review. I write faster when I know someone's reading.
The New Bitch, Meg
I fucking hate you,
You stupid son of a bitch!
I swear when i get rich enough,
I'm cutting off your dick.
I hope you're fucking happy,
About all you put me through!
It's not fair that you changed your philosphy to:
"Since you don't fuck me, i'll fuck you."
You punk ass bitch!
The worst part is that you're still alive,
But you don't care that I love you so much.
You didn't even try.
You cock sucking ass!
I hope you drown in a pool of your blood!
When you fuck with me,
You get drug through the mud.
"Fuck her and fuck you,"
I'm yelling with my finger in the air.
"Why did I ever love your fat ass?"
You never really cared.
I'm not saying it was your fault.
I did some shit to you,
So when I said fuck you,
I meant fuck me, too.
You stupid son of a bitch!
I don't sweat the small things.
Even when I said I'd die without it
I meant without my lip rings.
Now, I'm not at all bitter.
You're the conniving bastard,
So, find some new bitch.
I 'll just name this poem after her.
The New Bitch, Meg
I fucking hate you,
You stupid son of a bitch!
I swear when i get rich enough,
I'm cutting off your dick.
I hope you're fucking happy,
About all you put me through!
It's not fair that you changed your philosphy to:
"Since you don't fuck me, i'll fuck you."
You punk ass bitch!
The worst part is that you're still alive,
But you don't care that I love you so much.
You didn't even try.
You cock sucking ass!
I hope you drown in a pool of your blood!
When you fuck with me,
You get drug through the mud.
"Fuck her and fuck you,"
I'm yelling with my finger in the air.
"Why did I ever love your fat ass?"
You never really cared.
I'm not saying it was your fault.
I did some shit to you,
So when I said fuck you,
I meant fuck me, too.
You stupid son of a bitch!
I don't sweat the small things.
Even when I said I'd die without it
I meant without my lip rings.
Now, I'm not at all bitter.
You're the conniving bastard,
So, find some new bitch.
I 'll just name this poem after her.