Hearing whispers as we listen in fear
Blowing filthy kisses as you stop and sneer
Hands waving while covered in blood
Dressed in white slinging heartless mud
Spreading lies as if they’re a pair of legs
Slick innuendos cut us down a few pegs
Dirty fucking mouths wash our souls
Gangs of blood thirsty arrogant assholes
Eyes watching for the next fall from grace
Hating your space, face and this place
Stabbing us in back on around to the front
Well aren’t you just a Cupid little STunt
Carisa Adrienne
(Tired of the CNN, FOX, Clinton, Trump, Sex, Lies and Videotape)
