Scoobie G-The Gangster Pixie Poem by Shannon Walker

Scoobie G-the Gangster Pixie
You stole my heart so violently,
And viciously, did I yearn to return
The favor.

I couldn't sleep; I couldn't swim;
It was 3AM; too late for the gym,
And every night, the light was dim; you were
To die for.

Jez-bel, thief with wings, Tinkerbell,
Dammit to hell; witches, spells,
I know you and all your
Fairy lore,

Oh fairest of the fairy fae.
Did you think I'd forgive so easily;
Let you fly away? No, no, no. I
Wanted more.

But love is war and you know the score:
Just when they're out of breath, you give em more,
Push em into the water, then bring
Em to shore.

We've had fun Tinkerbell
In this roadside motel,
Watching the years pass like cars. You,
I adore.

Your eyes; your little white lies,
The way you pout and then sigh,
Then laugh. Ten years down baby, and here
Come some more.

You ready Scoobie G?
It's coming on like gravity.
Whether you like it or not,
I want more.

Happy Anniversary you Pixie

You're one badass baby doll,
14 carat
My last breath
At the final edit.
A smokeshow in gold G-luv,
And I die
Every night
In the finest burghandy velvet.