Ice Cold

Ice Cold

A Poem by Randy Johnson

I have a story that needs to be told.
I knew a woman who was ice cold.
Many men liked her because she was beautiful and had big b***s.
But you could've poured boiling water down her throat and she would've pissed ice cubes.

A family was killed by a drunk driver and she didn't even feel sad.
The witch even started laughing and said that she was glad.
She left her fiance standing at the altar and he committed suicide.
She said that he was a dirt poor S.O.B. and was happy that he died.

This was a woman who I certainly didn't admire.
She died last year when her house caught on fire.
When Karma catches up to a person, she's a b***h.
I'm one of the people who hated that ice cold witch.

© 2018 Randy Johnson


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Added on September 27, 2018
Last Updated on September 27, 2018
Tags: Cold, Cruel, Karma, Witch

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Randy Johnson
Randy Johnson

TN



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I was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..

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