Stay out of my business,
if you know what's good for you.
Suck on a lemon drop.
Choke on a chocolate,
here's two.
If you get into my business,
it's assured you'll only lose.
Spreading vicious lies about me
and calling it 'the news'.
Your spy eyes won't be shining
when I kick them black and blue.
Stay out of my business
or face relocation
into deep outer space.
Where a place setting
has been reserved for you
in Hades,
Your Grace,
and crow for you to eat
on your stinking plate.
Stay out of my business,
if you know what's good for you.
Buddy Bee Anthony
Re-edited on 01/01/2023 @ 7: 40 AM Pacific Standard Time
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