Don’t backstab me Don’t take advantage of me And u’ll always b My family © From A Poet’s
Falling out of love Doesn’t come with doves. Falling out of love Doesn’t come from above. Falling out of love
Our love dried up There’s nothing left All that was left Was me....bereft I stitched up my heart
Y’all could c me on Facebook writin’ songs & poems Watchin’ my kids’ lives In i-so-la-tion And chances were
If u have cooties Please stay @ home Don’t take your booties Out to roam © From A Quarantined Poet’s
With all this virus talk On internet and TV I had to take a walk To get back to me Without my job right now
My work days went From 4 to 3 Soon there’ll b No work 4 me © From A Poet’s 3/24/20
Copyright 12/5/14 I don’t get to read I don’t get to write I just get to fuss I just get to fight
I haven’t wrote A single note In 2 whole days Been in a haze Cannot believe
Listen to God’s voice So we can know Which way it is That we should go © From A Poet’s
This killer cootie bug Has pulled out the rug From under our feet And it isn’t neat © From A Quarantined Poet’s
I caught Tinker Bell! The devilish little sprite! She has been causing hell! When she is out of sight! © From A Poet’s
PSA: I’m republican and a trump fan. I do not hate Democrats or anyone against Trump. This is just inspired from one of the arguments I saw on Twitter. So go ahead ppl! Keep having stup...
Of all the men That I have known You’ve done more Than most have shown. © From A Poet’s
I won’t b home for Christmas Please don’t count me in We won’t get snow or have mistleto… But we’ll have presents under the… Christmas Eve won’t find me