Don’t dare be A Gold Digger,
Who pays like A
Never one's treasures near
While permitting no fear.
Never either bestride a farm
That didn’t weary your arm
Nor try to closer go
To any of its inviting row,
For one should not at all experience charm
Of what didn’t occasion one harm:
To never dare reap
What didn’t for you grow
Not amass in a heap
What another did sow
Many a gold digger has ended like a fowl
And very few felt they should wear a scowl.
Categories:
nigger, adventure, age, corruption, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
I always think, big big and bigger
Less do I forget, asking why and why?
Of all that happen, not a moon bigger
Very little do care, why new no lie
Every mind target, the task ooh ******
Above and below, beside and besides
Flavored look the' pay , aside pain the' lay
I try hard somber lay, suicide but from murder
Cardinals and popes say, I say but foot shut
And then and wow, ululations no nuts
Never never to say, say after tis
When the moon waxes, the new diminishes
Over and over the moons, my meat pulls
Every case say aaai, goons beat to sigh tools
Never never to say, after tis tat
To all that see, not brand here
Of all that happen, the moon is big
I no longer cry, I no longer feel
Listen I sing lullabies, I say Shhh!
I have a reason, to stay in the Kraal
My name changes, to Mama So,
Girl is So, Kraal balloons more
Categories:
nigger, africa,
Form: Acrostic