Miss Me with That
Just because it’s true for you
Doesn’t mean it’s true for me
Just because you’re proudly crude
Doesn’t mean I give a flying phuckery
I may be a free spirit
But I am not a doormat for feet
Offend me and you’ll hear it
In a verse of purple poetry
We can be who we are
Poetic hearts on soup with sage
Just don’t dim my yellow star
On soup not like you get paid
I’m saying as sweet as I seem
You don’t want the other side
Of my character minus the queen
For the profanities can surely fly
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2024
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