Pitter – Patter: can’t get at her
I wouldn’t bed you even if you were the last
Don’t care what positions you’ve learned in the past
Although you’re wealth from your current occupation
Shut up with you Marvin Gaye impersonation
A beautiful girl with a body such as mine
Knows better than to have sex with swine
Don’t try to touch me, I’ll never grant consent
But I have no problem gifting my handprint
You can buy me drinks and talk all through the night
But just as soon as last call is called, I’ll take flight
If you continue, and follow me to my car
I’ll flip a switch, I don’t care who you are
You’re standing there talking, just shut your trap
Before you piss me off more and before I snap
I may not turn green, but you will be sorry
Don’t fucking care that you have a Ferrari
Tazer you so quick for your momma you’ll scream
I’ve learned to inflict pain by a tacti-cool team
Not only that, I know the ancient art of Sudoku
Haha, you’re not only ugly, but gullible too!
Because drunk or sober, it will never matter
You shouldn’t have tried, back off, pitter-patter
Hear me read this poem below!
