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"A GROWN LITTLE BOY"

I'M TIRED AND STRESSED, THE HOUSE IS ALWAYS A MESS
BECAUSE, ALL HE WANTS TO DO IS LOUNGE AROUND AND REST
EAT, SLEEP, LAY AROUND THEN HAVE SEX
PLAY THE GAME ALL DAY, UNTIL THE NEXT
I MEAN YEAH HE WORKS, HE BRINGS HOME A CHECK
BUT EVERY WEEK HE GETS LESS AND LESS 
​​​​​​HRS. AND THE BILLS ARE UP TO OUR NECKS
HE PAID $200 FOR THE INTERNET TO BE RECONNECTED
SO HE COULD PLAY THE GAME AND THATS JUST THAT
NOT TO LOOK FOR A BETTER JOB FOR HIM TO WORK AT
HE DOESN'T COOK OR CLEAN, AND HE IS REALLY A PEST
HE'S JUST LIKE A BABY BIRD THATS IN THE NEST
He DOESN'T DO THE DISHES, OR TAKE OUT THE TRASH
UNLESS I TELL HIM TO OR, I HAVE TO ASK
AND HE ALWAYS SAY THAT I BITCH AND NAG
SO IM GOING TO GET RID OF HIM QUICK AND FAST 
IM GOING TO MAKE HIM PACK HIS STICHES AND RAGS
NO MATTER IF HE IS MY CHILDREN'S DAD
BECAUSE THE WAY THAT HE IS, IS JUST SAD
HE PLAYS WITH LIFE AND MY HEART, JUST LIKE ITS A TOY
BECAUSE HE IS AN ACTS, LIKE A GROWN LITTLE BOY

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Emma...

You gave me a great idea!

​​​​​​Women need a mandatory husband boot camp for 6 months minimum...

When they start to forget send them back for a year next time...

Graduation will be to treat their woman like a Queen for two weeks and get a job...
​​​​​
Oh yeah!!

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Emma Lucas

I agree Sparrowsong, your idea is great. These men are like cars, there is always something wrong with them lol 

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sparrowsong

Sometimes, within a month of leaving the shop...

?

In need of another repair...

You're funny!

Hugs...

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