No Love Lost

You left me Ha! Off you go You think I need you Hit the road I can find someone else To walk on my chest You weren’t that good You’re certainly not the best I’ve seen a manikin wearing thong But on you girl it looked all wrong Just to let you know your underarms had a serious pong And I’d rather kiss the likes of King Kong As for your bra size I could rent them out as two unfurnished flats Don’t forget when you leave To take your witch’s hats Your brooms ahead of you girl With my shoes up the ass of your black cat When you were young you must have been a scary child buy the way is that hair real makes you look all wild You call that a weave or was it a perm Either way it made me squirm I always knew that I was too good for you Consider this note expressing that we through