Buddy Bee Anthony


West Coast - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

Screw the West Coast
Won't be buyin more shares, Joe
Screw the West Coast
and your cross-eyed stares, no.
Screw the West Coast,
I'm sorry but no go
Screw your snafu face
and your prickly head space.
What a crime,
I'm short on time
to whip you into shape.

Screw the West Coast.
With your bag of sticky
sweet and sour juju
Spinnin webs like fine spider's silk
Mess with this fly's head
I'll make a meal outta you
dip you in buttermilk

Screw the West Coast
You've put the perfect crime
in my East Coast mind
as I lie awake at night

It was you who drew first blood

Now, get ready for
the bum-stumble of your life

Screw the West Coast.
At least the East Coast has some balls
You too boldly advertise
how you specialize
in lamo curtain calls

Screw the West Coast
You didn't invent peace or love
what a farce, a front,
one bait and switch
I wonder if you even know the meaning of these words?
If you don't want my kind around.
Make your wish

you heartless witch
I get burnt and buried deeper in your murky ground

Screw the West Coast
You hem and haw how
I'm damming up your flow.

But, all you are or could ever be
is a nasty, slutty, ho
Don't ask me who I am
or where I go

Instead, ask yourself
the painful questions

who are you
and what it is you do not know.

Screw the West Coast
I've tried to get a fix on you.
You're like some fourteen leveled Rubic's Cube
I've given up the quest of solving
the riddle that is you.

When I try all that happens

is my face turns crimson red,
ghostly white,
then a suffocating shade of blue

Screw the West Coast

Your cover has been blown
Read a book off my book list byatch
and get off your freakin phone

Screw the West Coast
your vivid colors got all smudged up.
Having skipped the day in school when the other kids
drank nectar from the loving cup

The schwag you are slingin.

The horse you've been bangin
I'm road weary of the morning after
with your junkie's flu
Your only claims to fame are seeing 'Stars
from huffing airplane glue
Screw the West Coast.

Buddy Bee Anthony

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry


Comments about West Coast by Buddy Bee Anthony

  • Mr. Agape Mr. Agape (5/28/2014 12:28:00 AM)

    You're rolin'! ! ! !
    I love it!
    Screw the WEst Coast!
    You almost sold me
    and then I remembered
    I live there! ! !

    Lot's of fun to your jewels!
    Those who don't
    are just fools! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 5, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 14, 2016


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