Just for a laugh because I hear it a lot

[ichorinmyveins]

RIP Bitch

Rollin on the bed,

Clock says ten,

Eyes bug in disbelief,

You have work at seven.

Son of a bitch!

Car is runnin at sixty mph

On a 55 speed limit,

Your pushing it to seventy

But a car cuts in, screeching.

Your face is blushin,

In anger, seething.

Any moment you’ll be crushin

Muttering aloud, bitch!

But there is no sense in bemoaning

Your ill luck by bitching

As the bitch you’re blaming,

Has long been in grave, lying.

Cry, howl, growl, roar

It matters no more.

Just please, oh please,

Let the bitch rest in peace.