Jerk
That self righteous son of a pig how dare he leave me with all four kids and claim the
fifth aint his look me in the eye and tell me he aint yours and ill pay the child support
on my own you jerk
You had the nerve to lay down with me and tell me what i gave you was so sweet then you
cheat and you lie saying that perfume i smell is mines you forget i don't buy ten cent
perfume then when we argue you call me stupid and fat and this and that what a jerk to
call me that in front of the kids they didn't ask for this you wouldn't dare hit me though
cause you know im Godzilla and your king Kong and king Kong always loses.
Copyright © Tifarrah Miller | Year Posted 2011
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