Designated driverA Poem by Baby RicochetI'll let your drunk a*s use my phone If you need to call for a ride home What's that you little drunken gnome you want to write a drunken poem not under ricohcet's accuont you're not Oh no that's not what this is about You need to give your wife a shout So she can bring the cash to bail you out No dude p***y doesn't rhyme with drunk Or alcoholic little s**t a*s punk I should have locked your a*s in the trunk If i'd known you were gonna get this skunked No dog I don't play that way anymore I've seen this movie a few times before Got my a*s kicked by bouncers galore had my sorry a*s thrown through a door threw up on that cop's big black shoes Got Beaten with night sticks on Fox news Wallet keys and car I manage to lose All that s**t started with a couple of brews I'm taking your drunk a*s back to your place No way are you throwing up in my space You can wake up on your lawn a disgrace With a big german shepard humping your face Wouldn't that be a beautiful sight Raped by dog in the pale morning light What in the f**k did we do last night You're gonna give birth to puppies fleabite © 2012 Baby RicochetReviews
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22 Reviews Added on September 29, 2012 Last Updated on October 2, 2012 AuthorBaby RicochetTampa, FLAboutI write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..Writing
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