Butta FingazA Poem by MissDivinejacque
Butter Fingers They say, "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach . . ." Then I must have let him starve he packed and took everything we ever made together Dumbfounded! and i think i might be scared Momma says, "catching a man is easy its the keeping that drives women insane." maybe he just didn't mean it when he said he'd give me his name Then along came a spider, skip the formalities we'll call her Sue Its an extreme shock to the ego, when you find another woman can love your man better than you do Once I forgot a meal; then forgot a hug; forgot a few kisses; and left without saying goodbye Momma why didn’t you tell me that even the strongest of men can cry Days would come, nights would go, and my mind just got preoccupied Nights would come, and days would go, and then he found her on the side And then the final stand! Momma warned me bout days like these But she forgot to tell me when he says, "Don't leave!" Then you just don't leave! Unbeknownst to me, I'd conceded, and am forced to search for other fish in the sea Stand straight! And smile child, you can't let momma see Regretful, and a little embarrassed, most time you lose, you rarely win. Oops let him slip through my fingers, it those damn butter-fingers again. © 2009 MissDivinejacque |
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Added on October 16, 2009 |

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