Spending SpreeA Poem by Randy JohnsonTHIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
I had it made until my stupid wife ruined me.
I was rich until she went on a spending spree. She spent it all before I even had the chance to stop her. I had ten millions bucks but because of her, I'm a pauper. I was the richest man in my town but now I'm the most poor. People are giving me funny looks because I'm buying clothes in a second hand store. She forgot to insure the cars that she bought, even the Ferrari. I only have ten dollars left and that jezebel isn't one bit sorry. A tornado came last week and destroyed every vehicle that she bought. If you're wondering if I think about strangling her, I think about it a lot. She also spent a lot of my money on male strippers, booze and grass. Now she's going to need a proctologist to remove my foot from her a*s.
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StatsAuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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