Pretty Chicks Poem by Ketia Brown
Pretty Chicks
Them pretty chicks keep making a fuss
Of how rich they are
Them pretty chicks keep messing with us
Cause we do nothing about it
And, yea, they talk trash
making me feel real self conscious
Them pretty chicks are brash
And if I could
I'd jack them up good
Those Pretty Chicks
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4/23/2024 10:42:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sound like it's time to open up a can of whip-arse