kiss my ass Rhonda

[motorcycletony222]

Sitting here in the morning light,
talking about all thatâ??s right.
You say it sucks being you
but here you sit and way high too.
You were with your girls last night,
Who filled you full of the wrong fight.
Can you ever be quiet and listen for once,
cause when you talk I feel like a dunce.
Anger comes out, yelling soon follows,
Makes me wonder when I started feelin hollow.
I have taken command of my space
You need to get out of my face.
Donâ??t call me baby one more time,
Call me the devil you ugly swine.
Now your gone but not for long,
I know you will be around singing your song.
So donâ??t come round,
Listen to the sound,
Of the door hitting you in the ass.

motorcycletony222 Reviewed by motorcycletony222 on 12-14-2005. kiss my ass Rhonda Sitting here in the morning light, talking about all thatâ??s right. You say it sucks being you but here you sit and way high too. You were with your girls last night, Who filled you full of the wrong fight. Can you ever be quiet and listen for once, cause when you talk I feel like a dunce. Anger comes out, yelling soon follows, Makes me wonder when I started feelin hollow. Rating: 5

[robert42]

deep

[yAwn]

Nice. But I thought this thread was called "Kiss my ass Florida", so I only clicked it to see why you were telling Florida to kiss your ass. I was disapointed when I discovered the reality of the situation; that the person you were asking, or in fact telling to kiss your ass was not a state but indeed a female by the name of Rhonda. Well, I asked myself, what reason would you have for asking a female named Rhonda to kiss your ass, let alone a state? I still await the answer.

I realyl don't know what I just typed, and i'm scared to read it.

[ScarlettCrush]

sounds like you are well rid of her.

[frmoo]

So, was thy ass kissed, and was lipstick worn?

[motorcycletony222]

She didnot kiss thy royal ass. I'm still hiding from her. She home invaded me that day. One long ass day that ended with the po po's picking her up off the pavemant. She would not get out of the back of my pickup, so I took off. I thought she would hop out. Right, she started to kick out my back window. It was three a clock in the AM. I had a fat sack in my pocket and a lunatic in the back. I saw my chance, braked, she lost her footing, then I floored it. She did a perfect three point gainer off my tailgate, all while doing and ten miles an hour. I have not seen her since. But I really did like her, most of the time.

[420kidder]

I swear every time I come to Cannabis.com I see this one in the Article
Submissions - Drafts section. I was thinking it was going to be an extremely
long thread, but only 6 replies before me, hmm. Maybe it's just not a very
active forum.

Cool poem by the way.