| GIRL POEM A POEM FOR US.... I shave my legs, I sit down to pee. And I can justify any shopping spree. Don't go to a barber, But a beauty salon. I can get a message without a hard-on. I can balance the checkbook, I can pump my own gas. Can talk to my friends, about the size of my ass. My beauty's a mesterpiece, and yes,it takes long. At least I can admit, to others when I'm wrong. I don't drive in circles,at any cost. And I don't have a problem, addmitting I'm lost. I never forget, an important date. You just gotta deal with it. Im' usually late. I don't watch movies, with lots of gore.Don't need instant reply, To remember the score. I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch. And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch. Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her. In your dreams,my dear, I can do better!! Flowers are okey,But jewelry's best. Look at me you idiot... Not my chest!!!!! I don't have a problem, With expressing my feelings. I know when you're lying, You look at the ceiling. DON'T call me a GIRL, a BABE or a CHICK. I AM A WOMAN. |
| HIS POEM IS SO SAD IT GOT SENT TO ME IN A E-MAIL SO I THOUGHT I WOULD PUT IT ON HERE My name is Sarah I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't so ugly, Then maybe my mommy Wouls still want to hug me. I can't speck at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All day long. When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When mommy does come I'll try to be nice, So maybe I'll get just One wipping tonight. Don't make a sound!! I just heard a car My daddy is back From charlie's bar I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself against the wall I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I started to bawl, He takes me and throws me against the wall I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God,Have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me. |
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