Gutter Goddess

Gutter Goddess

A Poem by Baby Ricochet
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Getting back to my poetic roots but without all the swearing. The crazy part about that is the idea that I have "Poetic" roots. I got roots in something, that's for Goddamn sure.

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Gutter Goddess dripping Vodka 
With just a hint of crack 
Got tentacles with ovaries 
Vaginas that attack 

Perchance she was a succubus 
destined to eat my soul 
Her hapless little john was I 
My death her only goal 

I laid her down upon thy bed 
I heard the words "Beware"
Whispered on a killing breeze 
Her stench choking the air 

I reached into her pudding pop 
Pulled out her sweet surprise
It's many eyes stared back at me 
as it attracted flies 

It jumped from where my fingers end 
and flew towards the door
I sprayed it with insecticide 
but it came back for more 

I pulled out my Beretta nine 
and filled the beast with lead 
It smashed my X box on the floor 
Before it fell down dead 

Goddess slithered under my bed 
Got wedged between the springs
I'll smoke her out come summer time 
Beware of chicks that cling 

© 2014 Baby Ricochet


Author's Note

Baby Ricochet
I don't own an X box

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Lol a clingy chick will make a man reach for the "nine." Great piece, bro.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

10 Years Ago

Thank you Poetic heroics
Wow this was great. A piece that flowed seamlessly and was quite captivating. Your description of a clingy somewhat possessive woman was well put together in this.

Well done

Regards

Posted 10 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

10 Years Ago

Thank you Troy.
HAHA! This is brilliant. I love how you made this funny, but serious at the same time. You portrayed a clingy woman as being completely disgusting and undesirable. Well done!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

10 Years Ago

Thank you Quirklet

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Baby Ricochet
Baby Ricochet

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