Getting Tired of This Shit
It's been over twenty-four years
I have spent with you,
now you want to find
someone else you can screw.
I think watching all of that ****
has gone straight to your head,
I never wanted to get the internet
would have rather been dead.
You made a promise to me
and broke it time and time again,
I haven't trusted you for years
thought we were to trust our friends.
I found a downloaded video
on the phone just last week,
I knew you were looking up ****
you do it, while I sleep.
I can't trust you at all
found and deleted that video,
I turned on the phone this morning
and noticed it was on airplane mode.
You can't be on the internet
in the house on airplane mode,
you have to be ON an airplane
you dumb a$$ looking toad.
I'm getting tired of this ****
glad we don't have the internet anymore,
I will miss posting poetry
and you, won't be looking up ****.
I know hate is a strong word
but I can't help the way I feel,
perverts don't sit well with God
your perversion with Him, you CAN'T conceal.
Not being on the internet bothering you?
Aww, isn't that just too damn bad,
God's got a spot for you a$$hole
intelligence, is what you've never had.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Apr.25/2015
I know you can't have airplane mode turned on, unless you are on a plane. DUH!!! I know this, because I was a Customer Service Representative with a phone company. I learned it in class, before I got out onto the floor to talk to customers. I deny it every time, but I have to remember...once a pervert...ALWAYS a pervert. I was hoping things were going to change, but man...was I EVER wrong.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones | Year Posted 2016
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