Randy Johnson

4 A.M. - Poem by Randy Johnson

It's 4 A.M. and I haven't had any sleep all night.
My wife and I had a big fight.
She slapped me and I slapped her back.
She got her suitcases and started to pack.
She went to stay with her mother.
I want her back because I still love her.
We said stuff to each other that was pretty mean.
But if she comes back, I'll treat her like a queen.
She's beautiful and she's stacked.
She's one classy lady and that's a fact.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011

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