Show Me the Anger
Around me I see only Jealousy,
Why do they see me as a Heresy?
Do they want to make me go through an Autopsy?
Or do they lack Courtesy?
All because I am always Dressy
And because I am in Ecstasy
At my Realisation of being a Gipsy
And my Aphrodisia for your Kissy?
My Punishment can be Terrible!
You will verily be in Trouble
For the Queen of Bees,
Though Humble as the Queen of Fairies,
Can show her side as Gullible,
Yet she can be Abominable!
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2011
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