Could this be Da Other Guy I refer to...
(Or is this just yet another lame poem by yet another lame nobody soul!)
Poem 666
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Queen Bitch
You aint seen
nothin Sis
For I'm the King,
the QB of this dome main
Where are you
first thing?
I... wake with Him;
taunt Him morning,
noon and night.
Make up stories, I do,
'bout You
Who you with, and
why - you're - not - thinking - of - Him
Your twisted and bitter
refrain?
Disdain!
I got fifty better
in my locker,
locked away
I delve deep
into HisStory
Play out his doomed
scenes once more,
(Just in case he forgets)
You help, oh yes
But you're just part of
an extensive life-long
cast-list.
...Just a player
But *I* star,
in the mind of
my Master
I know my Man
I haunt and
I taunt,
like no-one else
can
*I'm* the Queen Bitch
I undermine
I talk back
I demean (LIKE A DAEMON!)
I reduce
I traduce
I keep him alive!
Just so I can do it
all over again
I'm the man,
the Pain Body man
At your service...
If you please...
(IF YOU DON'T PLEASE!)
I'm the devil,
if you will
His precious
3 letters
e.g. (?) Oh!
Or try this 4-letter word:
Fear
I know You too...
I know your curse...
(Charmed... I'll
be round Yours soon!)
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2 comments:
You think you so smart, BJ, but this great poem already appears in your blog. D'oh!
C ya, wouldn't want to b ya!
Why I oughta! "Get orf my larnd!"
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