~ SLAP the POET ~
First you come to splat my baby SKAT!
Now I'm gonna give you a slap like this and that.
You call your self, Doc the Poet & Notorious FLIRT.
OUCH! Doc, being you must really hurt.
Thank you for waking me from my cat nap.
Now it's time to bend you over my lap.
I will spank you like a kid for talking crap.
Teaching you a lesson that will make you snap.
I will slap my hand across your face.
For posting your Acrostic disgrace.
On my face was a smile that you paste.
With the fact that you are not my taste.
Doc, like a kid you call them my towers.
Claiming my twins carry certain powers.
In a poem, Chris A. once called them melons.
While my Hubby climbs and calls them Mount. SAINT Helene's.
Take some notes when you read this.
Don't talk about another mans double "D's" pillow kiss.
Don't make your self out a poet fool.
Keep your cool and clean off your drool.
Don't end up like my Hubby who is lost in my abyss.
It's not my wits that got your dumb a$$ caught in reminisce.
. ~ SKAT ~
. (dedication 4)
. (Dakarai Cobbs)