Today I bought a winning lotto ticket. I said to myself? ..Thank you lord? .....But I never said thank you to my beautiful mother, or thank you for this wonderful bottle of liquor I am about to partake in. I said thank you lord? ...for making me hollow, I have no pains in know sorrow. Thank you again my lord, my mother in I are $...CASH Rich. My lame- ass father called my mother the same day, in called her in evil B.I.T.C.H ...and he killed himself the same day. I realized that day, that life isn't about being rich ....................life is a real B.I.T.C.H.
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Author:
O.G. Tone (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem that I called ...B.I.T.C.H ..has a familiar tone. It is based on karma? ....the dad was never around, the son in his beautiful mother are suddenly cash rich, the dad of the son calls his ex-wife in calls her a evil Bitch then he kills his self that same day. I said life isn't about being rich, life is a real Bitch.
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Thank You Candlewitch !!
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