you stress me out, confuse a brother.
Pfft you rise in anger at petty things,
actin like facebook is my everything.
Pfft you cheat and lie just the same,
then act like we invented the game.
Pfft you call us dogs, but yet you itch,
well maybe I should call you
Pfft there are some good ones thats no doubt,
some girls that do not, scream and shout.
I know some of you might be mad and hate,
but thats jut because my words relate.
If you think I sneeze on these facebook groupies,
I could care less about these dumbass floozies.
You may think I sound like Dr. Seuss, lol
but I just put my rhyming to good use.
I hope you think my poems sweet :)
Pfft Women, by Marlon P <3
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