I'm a Sweet Little LadyA Poem by Goodbyeguilt
A widow am I. sad and forlorn.
My late husbands passing, forever i'll mourn. (I found him bedding, the w***e next door, So I shot him with my uzi, he's now under the floor). I play bingo with Mavis, once a week, Blue rinses and hair nets, mild and meek. (Mavis hid my dentures, on my fire place So I nicked her pension book, sprayed her with Mace) I bake cakes sometimes, for the churches sale, Religious am I, cwm by yah and Holy Grail. I laced my goodies with arsenic, 2 days till death, after just one lick I live in a bungalow, not an OAP home, To lie in my piss, with my mouth full of foam. I go out most weekdays, to keep up my sanity, and abuse kids in the park, with appaulling profanity. Im a sweet little lady, with a homely face, but I'll wipe you out, and wont leave a trace. A lovely old woman, with a heart of gold. 20p for a jam tart? consider it sold. © 2008 Goodbyeguilt |
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Added on August 30, 2008 AuthorGoodbyeguiltRhondda, WalesAboutMy name is Leah, I am 19 years old and I am from South Wales. I enjoy Sociology, reading, music, comedy and horror films. I write poetry though I have dabbled in short stories, I get to about 20 pages.. more..Writing
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