Forever Hold My Peace
Waiting On Karma
you’re mean
and you’re rude
you're obscene
and a prude
*
pain in my ass
neck and my head
and I know it sounds crass
but I’ve wished you were dead
*
cause you talk too much
too long too loud
I won’t pull a punch
you're too frickin’ proud
*
that smirk that you wear
I’d like to knock it right off
I’d like to prepare (just for you)
a cocktail, Molotov
*
watch you pop a top
splatter a wall or two
unload and tell you off
wipe that smile right off you
*
but, instead I’ll bite my lip
refrain and hold my tongue
lean back and take a sip
and let karma get it done
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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<3 Tell it, Kelli
You tell em, Kellie.!! Not talking about the beloved Mr Trump are you 😉😉
That's right Kelli tell them off don't be shy. Good job.
Damn though. Karma can take its sweet arse time when it wants 💜
Yes, karma usually does have a way of handling these things.