Wednesday, April 15, 2009

gold digger, maneater, heart breaker!

gold digger, man-eater, heart breaker
she's out to get you
the cops will never find her
moral codes just ain’t her style,
when you see her,
she'll blow away your mind
even sirens are silenced
while testosterone crys.
You'd never know what hit you
'til it's force deserts you.
In the aftermath of the storm,
you, left around, lying about
mangled beyond hope.
she got you, yes she did,
gold digger, man-eater heart breaker.
You invited her in.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

4 liner

Don't judge 'em by the clothes they wear.
Not even by the words they spar.
T'is but an omen, this thought,
of one who is full, yet is naught