SHEep – A Poem by Lisa W. Tetting

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Ya’ll chicks vexed

Can’t be like her

So you wind up stressed

Thinking you can let a dog roam

She don’t need no lemonade her man’s at home

 

Drinking watermelon like King Bey

It won’t keep those pesky side chicks away

On your knees drinking his sweet tea

While Becky is sliding in on the d

 

A lady in the street a freak in the bed

Bitch please that sentiment is dead

Freaks are like Janet – right in your face

They fuck your man any time and any place

 

Walking around with blinders on

Slip up once and he’s gone

Better open your eyes and love yourself

That ride or die shit ain’t good for your health.

© Lisa W Tetting and Rebirth of Lisa

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