HALF YOUR AGEA Poem by Valerie Dean BelewTHIS LYRIC WAS WRITTEN TO A PERSONAL ENEMY WHO HAS ATTEMPTED TO DISCREDIT ME IN PUBLIC WRITING GROUPS. IT DOES NOT REFLECT MY SENTIMENT ABOUT MEN IN GENERAL. I LOVE GUYS, SO TAKE THIS WRITING AS WHAT IT IS: A COUNTER ATTACK.
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HALF YOUR AGE
A parody, to the tune of Kid Rock’s HALF YOUR AGE
Hey now darling, you thought it was all fun and games, running round telling people what my motives were in writing the songs I write, acting like I wanted or needed your attention, or the attention of any other horny old man. I guess you felt you needed some attention. The lyrics were meant to put the focus on child sexual abuse, not me, but since you have managed to put negative focus on me by sharing my stuff with the wrong people, and with the wrong explanation, I’m about to bring up the fact that your own tactics feel awful familiar to women who are survivors of child sexual abuse, coming from a woman who is young enough to be your OWN daughter, even in menopause. I guess you thought I was going to just sit there and take it all on the chin, but honey, I’m a song writer, and this darling, is where you end, and the song begins.
HALF YOUR AGE
We’ve found other guys
Who treat us better
They don’t accuse us of doing things
We’re not
When I sing my songs
It don’t upset em
They’re half your age
And twice as hott
I've found someone
who can light my fire
He don't b***h
about my story's plot
When I sing my songs
He don't demean me
He's half your age
and twice as hott
Oh, he wakes up every morning
And he gives me some
Doesn’t mind the writing
That exposes scum
I’m his wild woman
And he’s my little rock n roll
We’ve got other guys
Who treat us better
They don’t accuse us of doing things
We’re not
When they read our stuff
They don’t misjudge it
They’re half your age
And twice as hott
They’ve got the strength of youth
And the force of Niagara
Don’t need to make use
Of a truck of viagra
Don’t have the shakes, and I just wanted you to know
That we’ve found some guys
Who treat us better
Our hott men don’t b***h
Bout what we're not
When we write our stuff
It makes them want us
He’s a fourth your age
And still gets hot
He don’t start trouble cause He don’t need trouble
He don’t have wrinkles
Or shake and stumble
We love our men
And love the testosterone flow
My friend's got someone who
Treats her better
He don’t accuse her
Of doing things she’s not
If you’re having thoughts
You’d best forget em
He’s a fourth your age
And still gets hot
© 2009 Valerie Dean BelewAuthor's Note
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Added on July 6, 2009Last Updated on July 6, 2009 Previous Versions AuthorValerie Dean BelewAtlanta area, actually Jackson, GA, but that sounds too backward and redneck...., GAAboutI have recently completed and copyrighted my first novel, presently unpublished. I discovered writing groups about two months ago, and became hopelessly addicted, and not looking for a cure. I atten.. more..Writing
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