this is about a women named Sue
Sue has too many children and lives on Peru
Dear Sue
You have terrible children, Sue, they truly are
They stole my money and my car
That daughter of yours the one who wants to be a star
She’s giving lap dances at the nudie bar
That little one who’s still in diapers
He showed me his teeth and sunk in like a viper
All of your children are mentally unstable
Your son sales dope to keep food on the table
You borrow money from him till you’re able
Sue you crying because you say you can’t get a date
Or keep a mate
How many kids do you have ?
Did you say eight?
And you say that you’re 38?
You say that their daddy’s won’t even buy them a pair of shoes
I see why you’re crying the blues
I would rather be anywhere else then standing in your shoes
Your 14 year old refuses to go to school
Your 12 year old tells you what to do
From your lack of parenting and directing
Your 15 year old daughter is expecting
The father is old and dirty I think he’s way past 30
You feed and clothe a man half your age
Who stays out all night
Just to be able to say
You have someone in your life
He watches your daughters developing bodies
you know that don’t you Sue?
But you don’t care as long as
He stays with you
How many times did you fall in love with a man
who said he had a plan while holding his d*ck in
His hand?
This is not a fairytale your names not mother goose
You have terrible children Sue and that’s the truth
No fault of theirs this falls on you
Sadly Sue you died before you received this letter
at the age of 42 you died with nothing but
The pine box that the county furnished you
No one came except the hood
Crying and holding each other your children stood
No one to even pay for your tomb stone
your children will be scattered and put in different places
I hope they learn more manners and social graces
2009 © WIZE DOM