I keep you all bouncing like insufficient funds
Going harder than a stripper does for ones
You play with words but I refuse your puns
You'll be gone quicker than income tax refunds
You cowards look up to me as if you were my sons
Cuz your rhymes are junk like Sanford and Son reruns
Just because your Biology book fell doesn't mean you drop science
I stepped to the mic and crushed your wings and you ain't been fly since
You're all smoke and mirrors like a conceited incense
Stop writing rhymes under false pretense
Was that a metaphor? More like a meta-three
You're weak as a wine cooler, how you like that simile?
Every rhyme you attempt is wack to me
The way you keep falling reminds me of gravity
You and wackness are tight like Gayle and Oprah
You'll always get slept on like a pull-out sofa
The day I was born your career is over
Only hope for you is a 4 leaf clover.
LOL....
Recap:
April is National Poetry Month. I knew I loved April for a reason! For this month I will write and post a poem every.single. day. Hold me to it. Drop me a line at naturallyalise (at) gmail (dot) com if you are interested in being featured this month! Enjoy!
- National Poetry Month: Day 15 (Behind the Poetry)
- National Poetry Month: Day 14 (Journal)
- National Poetry Month: Day 12 (True Colors)
- National Poetry Month: Day 11 (Haiku)
- National Poetry Month: Day 10 (Unicorns)
- Guest Poet: Ron Jolla (National Poetry Month: Day ...
- Guest Poet: Tiara R. - National Poetry Month: Day ...
- Guest Poet: SheHateMe - National Poetry Month: Da...
- Guest Blog Poetry Slam: Musical Favorites (Nationa...
- National Poetry Month: Day 5
- National Poetry Month: Day 4
- National Poetry Month: Day 3
- National Poetry Month: Day 2
- National Poetry Month: Day 1
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