It Ain'T Nobody Poem by Hershe Moore

It ain't nobody,
probably the chick up the way...
let me go through my cupboards
see what I can loan her today
Make it quick lil' sister
Cause it ain't nobody for me...

It ain't nobody,
Friday is payday
Betcha' any kinda money Bill want his money today
Listen, my temper quick here mister
Cause it ain't nobody for me...

It ain't nobody hanging round my door,
no one taking me to the show
Especially now my money's funny and low
Nobody beeping and bopping,
finger popping and window shopping,
It's even a cold day on the stroll...

It ain't nobody,
Hear me clear when I say,
It ain't nobody,
You keep knockin' and won't go away,
Comin' here like you know somebody,
I answered the door....
It's for me!