"Can I Call U A Bytch"

Digging plots for another’s fortune

Conceit concealed during the darkest hour

Tail wagging as u pretend to be his best friend

Suggesting doggy-style so u can bark louder.

 

Tramp tendencies unable to scratch

Thinking you are the pick of the litter

Malicious menstruations bleeding on your catch

Unrepentant about the prey you left bitter.

 

Back in the kennel licking away the “Lady”

Nibbling on ‘Benjamin’ biscuits stored

Polka dots  removed might be the remedy

Even though u can’t tame something…

That walked on all 4s..

 

Come here..!!