Black Friday (Oh No Not Again)A Poem by Baby RicochetTis the season to riot at the mallShe's gonna drag me to the mall Time for Christmas shopping I'll piss and moan and b***h and groan There's no hope of stopping She'll drag me into chick stores She'll march me up and down She'll make me carry packages That weigh five hundred pounds She'll use me like a bulldozer To plow over the crowds She'll never let me stop for food No slacking is allowed She'll spend ungodly hours Shopping for navel rings Look baby do you like this one Yes please buy anything She'll ask me about chick clothing I have no bloody clue I like it tight with lots of skin For grandma that won't do She'll buy about a thousand gifts and run me through the floor It's her joy we go together that's what I do it for She's my girl and I do love her so yes I'll be her mule It's worth it just to see her smile for I'm her love sick fool © 2013 Baby RicochetAuthor's Note
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31 Reviews Added on November 27, 2013 Last Updated on November 27, 2013 AuthorBaby RicochetTampa, FLAboutI write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..Writing
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