Lullaby Slam
Lullaby Slam
Chris boy you wanna be the man.
You must like getting your lights punched in
You are lucky I am your greatest fan
Anyways, 30-year-old poet baby.
I will take it easy on your first spam slam
This occurs with a warning, burning Canadian bacon
Let's take this down to MY Dr. Seuss level
I will draw our first run as sweet as I can
I'd hate to see you crapping like a child
Reading, yes man PD I can
I was going to slam you where it hurt,
after reading all your dirty dirt.
Every mother knows how to take a baby out
Give it warm milk, to tap his ass to sleep
Alternatively, I will milk my way into your dreams
Making you scream
Here's a Lullaby slam to pass you out
I could provoke a military round
But what fun would that be to bring you down
This will not get any justice, from your disgrace
This lullaby slam is to knock you unconscious
For yippee yapping, in my face
Slamming you crazy * does not sound right
Are you really bored, you keep me up all night
You require me to put my P.D. Mask back on
Perhaps tomorrow I will slam you till the night is gone
At this point, time and moment
I will only sting like a bee
To see if you come after me
You might have seen this one before
With the pleasure of making you crawl
For more
I will remain here in the soup
Waiting for you to join in
I will wait to see your next move
Hopefully, I do not suffer from waiting long
Chris-baby tomorrow is another day.
Before I depart, I left you a bottle of warm milk
On this page, for you to drink before you read
Nite, Nite!
Nice baby!
(FUN)
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2010
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