Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Red Bottoms (no not those) BY: KB © 2014

Hot damn!
Here we go again
You’re yelling at me like you’re deranged
When all I said was things seemed odd and you’re acting kind of strange
Then you went ballistic and exploded in a rage
I’m thinking all Wild Kingdom like to tranquilize your  a** and lock you in a cage
This is not the first time you’ve gotten all upset and got free and fast with your hands
I can tell by the look in your eye that you better change your plans
My name is not Everlast and you won’t be putting mitts on me
If that’s where your thought is headed your better call Emergency
Reserve a room for two
Both of us are going into the hospital
You to get your a** stitched up

And me to retrieve my shoe

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