three restraining orders

[revolutionR]

today my life flashed on and off
a woman wants my blood
she added insult to tossing on salt
thought the hooks were in deep
she knows I can't sleep
give an inch she takes a mile
as she drives the blade in
of her razor smile
which is no smile at all
I thought I could help her
get her feet on the ground
oh what a clown I have been
she just wants to walk all over me
and grind my resolve down
she has no pity on a poet

thinks she is the queen of Sheba
and that I should kiss the dirt at her feet
nothing she says to me is sweet
never felt so beat down
she said she would beat me down
while I was driving away
she grabbed my hair through the car window
and I swerved to get around
I had no choice but to bring in the law
it was the last straw
found out she had three restraining orders
to her name
what a terrible waste what a shame
said I should give her all my money
before I go to my grave
the black woman wanted to make
this white boy her slave
and she is half my age
said all you people
like all her problems were my blame
no way to tame this shrew
she screamed at me that she is no ho
but it's not what you know
but what you don't
and hell hath no fury



I had to get a new computer
so I had to register again
revolutionR

[dadio]

Nietzcshe said dames were the most dangerous of playthings. Got it captured right here. Are there lawyers involved because they will egg her on for real blood. Dark good poem, but that isn't any consolation.