Leigh Ladd


Am I Being Mean?


Hey bitch, this poem is for you.
What's that, you itch?
Gee, I haven't a clue.
Maybe you're allergic to my man's glue.

Hi there whore, how are you these days?
Not too good, well that's too bad.
Could it possibly be your plan
To travel from man to man?

Hello slut, oh sorry, I meant friend.
What do you mean you got nipped in the bud?
I'm guessing here, it's only a hunch,
Was it when I punched you in the gut?

Submitted: Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Edited: Thursday, November 25, 2010

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  • Samael Wolf (1/17/2007 8:04:00 PM)

    Excellant Spirit! Samael loves a good cat fight! : o)

    (of course clothes must fly, , ,)

    Thank you for the excellant memories Leigh!

    Sincerely,

    -Samael Wolf- (Report) Reply

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