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To Him (for Nan)

by Johnny Crimson

I know a girl you'd remember,
yeah she's got to be fresh on your mind.

You must have lived with her forever,
you probably fucked a thousand plus times.

Well she's on her own now you know.
I hope you realize what you've lost.
The women that did everything for everyone,
is now off your dick and here's what it cost.

She made you breakfast you pig,
for you and your woman and kid.
And she washed your clothes you pig,
for you and your woman and kid.

And she bet it all on a lie,
that you would leave her and be free.

She put up with your shit you pig,
for you and your woman and kid.
She fucked you in secret you pig,
for you and your woman and kid.
She broke her heart on your face you pig,
for you and your woman and kid.

I hope your future wife's cunt becomes an appetizer
at the local dive bar.

11/27/2009

Posted on 11/27/2009
Copyright © 2025 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Nanette Bellman on 11/28/09 at 06:08 AM

this why we're friends. ;)

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