Spare Tire Poem by Tameeka Smith

Society can try to dress up
Infidelity all it wants
Side chicks are not
The go to women
Like a spare tire
They are the least desired
A man pulls her out for a ride
When the original tire is
Out of commission
Due to being damaged
By the hands of the owner
But as soon as the original
Is patched up
The spare tire
Goes back into the trunk
Into the darkness
Where no one can see it
Because it's an eye sore
Ladies don't be a spare tire
You are worth some much more
Than being a back up plan
For a man
Who has trouble with commitment
Don't be a secret
Go with the man
Who loves you the most
One who will proclaim
His love for you
From coast to coast
Don't do something
That you wouldn't want
Done to you
Don't be the go to
You are only being a fool