~ramblings from the hope chest~
....look @ her
she ova dere smilin,
she fakin, doe
so caught up in appearances...
ooops, never admitted dat schhhhtuff befo
yeah, she vain, & proud...
and SELF~ISH
.. (troof be told)...tearin down her house
wit her own **** handz trynna get MO....
when errybody thought she already
had erry **** thang
well whut tha heyell they know?
'parently she di'nt think so-
I don't xpect no one to unnerstan'
what I'm sayin tonite
see, "she drunk"
and her mind ain't right...
....done had one too many
be-otch never could
hold her licker...
& ohhhhh HEYELL nawwwww
she ain't playin wit no 40 oz ....
other thangs is much quicker
she drankin tha Ko-nee-yak and tha
Grand Mahnyay.... nig'GAHHHZ!!!!
what they call it ...?
a French ConneKshun?
she got thangs on her mind..
she BIZZY~ she PRE~ OCK~ Q~ PIED
she DEEP IN THOUGHT.... and what not
dreams of how many degreez of
separation can she live wit pleez?
& visions of divorce court dancin in her
pickled ***/eff'd up head...
neva mind whut mama, daddy and
the pastor said...
she thankin she gonna un-do some papers
& toss them bad boyz like all them
used up candy wrappers
caught the vapors...
EFF dat ESS y'all....
we talkin LIBER - muhfuggin- RAY - SHUN,
baybeeee!!!!!!!
sheeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiitttttttt!!!!!!
whut-a-sustah-need~whut-a-sustah-need in
2k1....to set her wild *** free
oh, my bad....
xcuse my BLACKness...sometimes
I can be so un~kooth
runnin my mouf bout thangs
y'all might mistake as
"actual"
but when the buzz is onn
who can tell whut's really "factual"???
eyelids is heavy and tha nod
is deep
but it's all good...cuz
see
she smilin like a chess cat
in her sleep....
Alyce, 2001 (c)
From "The Woman In My Attic"
....look @ her
she ova dere smilin,
she fakin, doe
so caught up in appearances...
ooops, never admitted dat schhhhtuff befo
yeah, she vain, & proud...
and SELF~ISH
.. (troof be told)...tearin down her house
wit her own **** handz trynna get MO....
when errybody thought she already
had erry **** thang
well whut tha heyell they know?
'parently she di'nt think so-
I don't xpect no one to unnerstan'
what I'm sayin tonite
see, "she drunk"
and her mind ain't right...
....done had one too many
be-otch never could
hold her licker...

& ohhhhh HEYELL nawwwww
she ain't playin wit no 40 oz ....
other thangs is much quicker
she drankin tha Ko-nee-yak and tha
Grand Mahnyay.... nig'GAHHHZ!!!!
what they call it ...?
a French ConneKshun?
she got thangs on her mind..
she BIZZY~ she PRE~ OCK~ Q~ PIED
she DEEP IN THOUGHT.... and what not
dreams of how many degreez of
separation can she live wit pleez?
& visions of divorce court dancin in her
pickled ***/eff'd up head...
neva mind whut mama, daddy and
the pastor said...
she thankin she gonna un-do some papers
& toss them bad boyz like all them
used up candy wrappers
caught the vapors...
EFF dat ESS y'all....
we talkin LIBER - muhfuggin- RAY - SHUN,
baybeeee!!!!!!!
sheeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiitttttttt!!!!!!
whut-a-sustah-need~whut-a-sustah-need in
2k1....to set her wild *** free
oh, my bad....
xcuse my BLACKness...sometimes
I can be so un~kooth

runnin my mouf bout thangs
y'all might mistake as
"actual"
but when the buzz is onn
who can tell whut's really "factual"???
eyelids is heavy and tha nod
is deep
but it's all good...cuz
see
she smilin like a chess cat
in her sleep....
Alyce, 2001 (c)
From "The Woman In My Attic"