Rhythm of Angermature
You're a dick
Prick,
You no account hick.
You think you're so hot
Should know that you're not.
You're a joke
Broke,
A typical bloke.
Cash slips through your fingers
And no woman lingers.
You can die
Cry,
I'm not gonna lie.
For you it's the chase
Don't care bout the place.
You're a thick
Chick,
If you think that he'll stick
He's out for the next whore
While you're on the dance floor.
The End
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You're currently reading the poem
Rhythm of Anger, which
was posted on Nov 17, 2011 by
Stargazer.
This is a solo poem.
About this poem
"Quick rhythm and rhyme poem at 2.30 in the morning. This is normal for me :D"
This poem is filed under:
Humour / Comic Verse, Just for Fun, Simple Rhyme
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