You say my writes are crap, then darling you are no less than a running tap. Spilling filthy dirt from a cramped chimed teeth ugly with gaps. Like a piano with missing keys. Crowds move away like you are a queen of fleas. Don't let my temper wave you in the deep sea. Chill out and enjoy your coffee or tea. Mind your own freaky business and keep your nose in your face. Else, I'll grab your ego out and you will not be able to trace. You write rap and you labelled mine crap. Beware am a nasty cat and you are a swampy rat. Shall I continue praising you or are you satisfied, you little brat!!
©sim
FUN WRITE
Some people just can't keep their nose fixed on their face.
