It seems head witch Della,
Had a yen for a fella,
Who considered himself a catch.
He thought to woo her,
And then to just lose her,
But in Della he'd met his match.
Although she was smitten,
She's no new born kitten,
And she's been down this road before.
Knew he was a user,
Had heard his accusers,
And this little witch knew the score.
It wasn't long,
Before he sang his song,
To another who'd caught his eye;
But she too was a witch,
And a bit of a snitch,
And told Della they shared the same guy.
He'd thought he'd keep her guessin',
But she taught him a lesson,
And never a tear did she cry.
Her heart filled with anger,
His life now in danger,
She'd cast her spell by and by.
His pleading she rejects,
For he is an insect,
And she won't forgive him his lies.
Now all who see him,
Refuse to receive him.
He's no longer a man, he's a fly.
I solemnly propose thirty seconds,
As it isn’t at all a search for diamonds
And hasn’t been delivering stronger, bonds:
Only pleasure-soaked “Ohs” and excited diphthongs
Almost always depleting a womanizer’s funds,
Wherefore intercourse should be a little longer than a cock’s
Or the time it normally consumes to put on ones socks...
Perhaps the time it takes a grenadier
To dive for cover after a throw
Or for the grudging handshake between a lack lustre brigadier
And a junior officer of more decorations and glow!
Preferably, the time it takes a cock
To perform its roles of a professional time announcer
Or the uninvited, not hard like a rock,
To be forcibly shown the door by a bouncer.
Give you my heart
Felt secure in your soul
Our spirits smiled at heaven
Both felt complete as one
Turned my gloomy days glorious;
Each other could do no wrong
Our smile lighten up the horizon
The touch of you blaze my core
The touch of you devoured my spirit
Smiles turn to frowns
Peace turn to Sorrow
Talking to yelling
Late night to staying out
Happy home turn to a abyss playground
Phone calls to knocks on the door
Lipstick prints; cheap smells
Praying for the light of things
Stayed in the light
You turned to the dark
Darkness to my sadness
Womanizer
It seems head witch Della had a yen for a fella,
Who thought of himself as a catch.
He thought to woo her and then just to lose her,
But in Della he'd met his match.
Although she was smitten she's no new born kitten,
And she's been down this road before.
Knew he was a user, had heard his accusers,
And this little witch knew the score.
It wasn't long before he sang his song,
To another who'd caught his eye;
But she too was a witch and a bit of a snitch,
And told Della they shared the same guy.
He'd thought he'd keep her guessin' but she taught him a lesson,
And never a tear did she cry.
Her heart filled with anger, his life now in danger,
She'd cast her spell by and by.
His pleading she rejects for he is an insect,
And she won't forgive him his lies.
Now all who see him refuse to receive him.
He's no longer a man, he's a fly.
It seems head witch Della,
Had a yen for a fella,
Who considered himself a catch.
He thought to woo her,
And then just to lose her,
But in Della he'd met his match.
Although she was smitten,
She's no new born kitten,
And she's been down this road before.
Knew he was a user,
Had heard his accusers,
And this little witch knew the score.
It wasn't long,
Before he sang his song,
To another who'd caught his eye,
But she too was a witch,
And a bit of a snitch,
And told Della they shared the same guy.
He'd thought he'd keep her guessin',
But she taught him a lesson,
And never a tear did she cry.
Her heart filled with anger,
His life now in danger,
She'd cast her spell by and by.
His pleading she rejects,
For he is an insect,
And she won't forgive him his lies.
Now all who see him,
Refuse to receive him.
He's no longer a man, he's a fly.
(fact)
A ex-con goes around trying to act like a cop
Robbing innocents for love and prosperity.
A second chance in life they already have
Now this become they next shame disgrace.
He may not know that I know about his crime I've learned.
For I was a fool after I met him and did not know.
But when it came to questioning every thing was display
To it's fully understanding.
I tell all indeed for I didn't know I was being victimize by a con men with partners.
I've lost a lot of my things and savings indeed.
Rebuilt from that is slow and upsetting.
Of course it's hard to trust anyone after that.
For Everytime I come across a being they keep becoming my worst mistake.
The womanizer
Back to parasite on me
And die in my arms
To him all women are hallowed
minus those that hustle themselves.
How instantly and cunningly
they commit truculent acts
yet never bribed by mischief
except by rendezvous.
I want you to know that you should be ashamed because you're a sinner.
You expect women to sleep with you just because you buy them dinner.
A woman isn't going to sleep with you just because you buy her a meal.
You're a womanizer and just being around you makes me extremely ill.
When a lady says no, you'd better listen to her.
If you use force, you will go to prison for sure.
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