I'm a Sweet Little Lady

I'm a Sweet Little Lady

A 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

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Goodbyeguilt
Goodbyeguilt

Rhondda, Wales



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My 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..

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