Store-brought aquaintences (Abbey, You Bitch)

by Angelica - Sagittarius

It's you...again
In your tarty pink mini
that comes barely past your ass
Don't you know your a slut
a whore
a bitch
nothing else can explain you better
Nothing could explain your Dark shield
You walk past me every day
Don't you know I can block your Icy stares
Your eyes are like those of a green-eyed monster
Shining evilly every day
The only reason you have friends
is because you have money
Maybe money can buy friends
and all the guys you can do in one night
But it can't buy me
I won't sink as low as you, bitch
low enough to touch the fires of Hell
Touch hell itself
That's exactly where you belong
and you can take all of your store brought aquaintences with you
For the world is better of without you
You Slutty Cruella Deville
Everybody hates you
And you know it
you can't deny it
But you can slip them a fifty in the cafeteria line, can't you
Just so they'll be your own little spy
Tattling to you everything anybody says about you, Bitch
The poor misfortunate baby that will one day be your child
I shudder to think of the poor soul
With a mother like you
They'll be getting manicures at 4
and learning how to tonsil Hockey at 8
Having sex at 13
Taking drugs at 15
Dying at 25
I can just see it now
One day you'll lose all your money, Bitch
And you'll come begging at my door
Tired
Starving
Do you know what I'll do?
I'll laugh in your face
"Abbey who?" I'll laugh
"I never knew anybody named Abbey"
And I'll close the door in your face
I'll watch you die on my front porch
if I have to
Just to see your Pleading face
begging me
Abbey, you Bitch
Don't come crying to me
When your husband leaves you for a showgirl
'Cause I'll laugh in your face
the same way you laugh at me
the same low, hardly inaudible snigger
the same Careless grin affixed apon my face
So go take your store-brought aquaintences
and Go to Hell
For, Abbey, you bitch
As the saying goes
What goes around comes around
And don't think it won't happen
to a girl who can buy her friends...

Reason for writing:

    Abbey...I hate you with all my heart and soul...and you me    

Birth sign: Sagittarius
Date created: 2001-02-10 04:36:22
Last updated: 2021-04-14 17:18:12
Poem ID: 60279

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