Baby Mama JunkA Poem by Doctor Deathstab
What you know about that baby mama drama goin’ down? I got pissed cause the baby came out white instead of brown. I thought we had a bun in the oven cause I was shoving and stuffin’, But it turns out the chick had someone else up in her muffin. No wonder she no longer calls me Mr. McLovin, But I slit her throat and made the baby part of my coven. There was no paternal test on Maury or fighting on the Jerry Springer show. I just picked up a knife and rapidly stabbed a hoe. She got a homemade c-section because the child doesn’t need to die. Then after her forced labor I shoved a chopstick in her eye. © 2009 Doctor Deathstab |
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1 Review Added on September 29, 2009 AuthorDoctor DeathstabDEAboutI am a new breed of poet. I write what I feel and don't give a damn what others think. I am vulgar at times, but my thinking ability goes deeper than obscenities. (Did I spell that right?) So read bet.. more..Writing
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