Little Big B***h

How to get Turds out of your hair...Beat Poetry

 

Little Big B***h

 

 

 

Beats can Be Bop

birds and bees

as we please it be

 

Ladies here’s a

Care Bear Scare

and how to freeze

daring caring

wisdom flaring

in your muddy tracks

watch out lovers

before you get

a free face full

of whack attacks

 

One two three four…

Don’t try to splash me honey

dry me up with banter

I mean chatter box

barf-a-lot cream chowder,

“my day was fine”

shall I speak it louder

Clip “How was your day”

just not that into you anyway

 

whine whine whine

now stir my Rod to rule you

sex me up girl my fire

will so unschool you

when you drink of my tap

can’t you tell that

the aftertaste’s human?

It’s the smell of sex

that I had with another woman

 

*pretending to listen*

 

Man, sometimes when you’re

dead behind the ears

You can’t even bother to fake interest

every second turns to  years

Come on eyes

give me a spark

hold her interest

she’s my addictive Dork

Focus on her Frumpy,

you can find it,

“Where’s that b***h Frumpy!?”

 

*pretending to care like pulling teeth*

 

Don’t clench your jaw or teeth or hair

Johnny useless, you don’t love her

You don’t care

When all that’s left is ignorance beware

For you have all the penchant for a win

Instead you waste your better half on sin

 

Stop your boner for her

Your hard on is gonna make

you stiff behind your years

you gotta know

Get back in the driver’s seat

Good God Man

“Let her GO!”

You could ruin your/her

whole life and what’s more,

in prison there’s a special seat for you

it’s called  “Little Big W***e”.

 

*you pull through another fake smile*

 

There’s that girl with a pretty smile BAM!

    Hit her right in the Can!

I remember holding all her heavy looks POW

    Look at her NOW!

How much more can I damage her today! KLANG

    The bird cannot Sing!

I’m gonna hurt her lot’s more anyways…WHOOMF

    And that’s how it blows…

 

When your hopes are the Devil

Your Song’s got that sibilant Treble

And No One wants to hear

You're wasting lifetime’s in his Fear

 

It’s OVER, Johnny Rotten’s OVER

Soon you’ll be OVER and I’ll be E O M…

 

 

 

 

 

Robin

 

 

Reviews

[jen]

i instantly got a visual of dustin hoffman (little big man)lol... love the title of the poem
I think of this as a web and we become frustrated and angry at the spider that wove it, when we willingly walk into it in first place... (yes been there lol)

love this
"When your hopes are the Devil
Your Song's got that sibilant Treble
And No One wants to hear
You're wasting lifetime's in his Fear"

[The Autumn Faerie]

Another feisty work of art, my friend!
Well done!
It had me sitting on the edge of my chair...

[Dani California]

Lust...
Doesn't seem to
recognize age,
Its illness
has read and re-read
the darkest page

leaving behind..

its devastation.

[darkgurl]

This is cute, very well stated and well put. "*you pull through another fake smile*" Love this line right here, true lines too people do, do this. Well written.