They say Karma is a cold one.
It's like I'm married to her.
It's like, at night
She's the last thing I see on my way to sleep.
It's like I kiss her goodnight and then we cuddle.
We even make love.
No, it's like we're conjoined at the hip,
Or some ****.
Cause she is ALWAYS RIGHT THERE.
And has a hand in EVERYTHING throughout the day
Or...
Or maybe she's my ****.
Maybe since I ****** and/or ****** over so many women,
And since I've been told "Go **** yourself" so many times
Now she's ******* me
Maybe this is some sick form of *******.
Or maybe I contracted her like an STD.
Or maybe,
Just maybe
She's hereboo to steal my joy like mustard gas to oxygen.
Who knows though?
May there's an penicillin type injection for it.
But, the government refuses to let us use it.
Maybe North Korea can nuke it.
Or Marvel has a super hero to defeat this evil villain.
Or maybe, when all of **** I've done in my past
Maybe I deserve it!
Maybe we are soulmates and
My birthday is our anniversary!!!