She's like butter

over your sliced bread

fancy jokes

from her fucked up head

smile sweet

then turn the blade

eat it up

and then be saved

by my loving arms

that want to swing

at that charming

bitch of a thing

so eat her up

I'll wait for desert

you'll have your fill

while I get hurt

have your cake

and then your wife

for toward the butter

I'll turn the knife.

View rairai's Full Portfolio
shawon1982's picture

amazing poem. nicely wriiten. keep on writing. i wish you all the best.

Dr. Zayed Bin Zakir Shawon