She Wants A Brand New Rolls-RoyceA Poem by Randy JohnsonTHIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.My wife is driving me crazy, she wants a brand new Rolls-Royce. She thinks that I'll buy it, she thinks that I don't have a choice. She's been demanding that I buy her a Rolls-Royce no matter what. I'm getting very PO'ed and I'm going to break my foot off in her butt. That witch expects me to buy it and make monthly payments. I want to throw her off a building and see her hit the pavement. My friend just called me, he saw her talking to a Rolls-Royce car dealer. If she signs the papers, I'll hit the ceiling and then I will kill her. She has spent so much money that I can't even afford to buy a mouse. Do you know a hitman that I can hire, she's putting me in the poor house. © 2016 Randy Johnson |
StatsAuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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