Why are librarians always mean?
They act like they are the queen
of the library scene
They are in charge, that is true
they make that clear when shushing you
if only they actually knew
people only go to the library to sniff glue
they bitch and fuss all day
about what they weigh
and how their hair is turning gray
they probably need to get laid
I think that's probably why
they take pleasure in making children cry
because they've turned sour in age
their books are their love so when you rip a page
that's why they get so enraged
She may be bitchy.
And she may check my fingers-
Slam her hard metal pole down on them-
Each time we practice lacrosse.
And she may roll her eyes
But I don't hate her.
I feel sorry for her.
Because I think I'm the only one
Who pays attention
Through the laughter and fun
He touches her.
And she makes a joke out of it
So her minions snap out of their dazed state and
Chuckle a little bit.
But his crawling fingers are greedy
And her words are scarce.
All of the brain-dead minions
Laugh when she jokingly screams,
It's high time some people realise
That putting others down
Doesn't elevate you in any way,
shape or form
So before you take issue with me
How about you take issue
with your own insecurity?
Cause it's not a justification
for being bitchy
Let's face it,
Don't call this racist,
Cause that's not the case, Bitch.
There's a cultural Basis.
'Basic White Bitches'
Of any Race
you can find
(which, by the way
Is every single race).
Everyone who's not a basic white bitch
can spot a basic white bitch,
Caucasian or not, it's
based on Identity
not Color or Shade.
You're not an Oasis
of cultural expectations,
and you have no idea
how your Entitlement
but it's okay,
Cuz you see, Babe,
The rest of us still need to
The Culture that made you.
And as bad as this may
Make you feel, I'll just say
there's a good chance that this
is the only form of 'Hate'
how you want to survive in a world like that
when you´re not even just slightly bad?
You think it´s easy?
You just dream
before you scream.
before you even try.
Do you remember what you promised?
I thought you were honest.
You accused me of shallowness
but you never thught about my emptiness.
Being bitchy isn´t easy
But it´s better than feeling crazy.
I've heard once,
some words coming out
your sexy mouth,
you were telling me,
and all the others,
how I've been everything to you.
So tell me now,
when you don't have me
does that mean:
i know i'm not smart
but for some reason i remember random details.
i have realized that everything in life has a cycle.
i recognize what phase i'm in and i hated it last time
and i hate it even more this time.
but i think i'm moving past it.
so say goodbye to that chick that cared for everyone but herself. and goodbye to the one that was ruined. her time might not be up but i'm kicking her out.
and for starters i'd like to say just one more time:
We've heard of a woman's grace,
And romantic fables of her charm.
But delve beneath the surface,
And stir waters outwardly calm.
A woman, if pleased is divine
And will do plenty to prove her grace.
when angry she'll turn serpentine
And descend like a meteor from space.
She’ll be sarcasm personified,
Every sentence riddled with a taunt.
You’ll be slandered and vilified,
And derided as shabby & gaunt.
When pleased she’ll be friendly and chatty
And lure you to reveal your fears.
But soon she’ll turn vile and catty,
And delight in your failures.
She won't leave a chance to ridicule
And bring up things you’d rather forget.
She will attack with every feminine tool,
And force you to mull and regret.
And when you've had enough of her satire
And try to give her a piece of your mind,
She will breathe out tons of fire,
And to crisp she'll burn your behind.
So don't prod a woman to show
Her bitchy and vindictive side
Be a gentleman if you don't want to know
That Far from being Jekyll, she's Mr. Hyde