M-Y S-H-I-T Don't Stink! ….. [ Bending The Truth About Bri; Faults; Lying; S-H-O-R-T ] Poem by Bri Edwards
M-Y S-H-I-T Don't Stink! ….. [ Bending The Truth About Bri; Faults; Lying; S-H-O-R-T ]
I'm sure, by now, you're all well aware:
"M-Y s-h-i-t don't stink.‘Bout that I truly swear."
I've got no faults, no defects, no frailties.
Each night I thank the Lord, down on my knees.
Don't believe ANYONE else; they ALL are liars, ….
who deserve to have toenails pulled out by pliers.
No spouse of mine, no neighbor, No One tells the truth.
I've been perfect, pristine, AND pure since my Youth!
(January ….21st ….2019)
[[ Ok!I lie a little bit. ]]
bri
:)
aka Brian Edward Whitaker...in the 'Real World'
A poem that smells of truth? I bet you suffer from sore knees!
" don't" is not 'proper English'. " doesn't" is 'proper'. i used Poetic License. bri (:
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 2:13:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't know about your sh.t, but even the Sun has spots. Although it is closer to God. It remains to believe your " always honest and spotless " voice and word. But I’m sure you're clean as a whistle.