Driving Lolita
Eye may not
have a mean bone
in My Body
but Boy do Eye
have a Jealous One —
It’s huge and round
and covered with worts
that can fuck
the daylights out
of My Own Innocence
Eye may not
have a mean bone
in My Body
but Boy do Eye
have a Jealous One —
It’s huge and round
and covered with worts
that can fuck
the daylights out
of My Own Innocence
Today Eye saw
The Other Lolita
and managed to stare Her down
She tried to look me through and through
and took My Smile
above My Frown
Dr Blair
took Me
nowhere
Eye am in a new phase
of My 57 Years:
contending with The Other Woman —
a role I once reluctantly played —
She is dark-haired
(I have acquired samples)
and intriguing
(of course She would have to be that —
My Husband goes after women who are more observant
than He is)
but how will He “treat” Her?
He “treated” Me
like His Fantasy Patient
His Housewife
Maid
Personal Secretary (Oh wait a minute —
that’s Treena — she gets paid)
Lolita
A Prostitute from Time to Time
(and Those weren’t very good times)
Eye laugh at Arrogance —
or do I?
Eye attack dishonesty.
What Else?
M(Eye) Haters on M(Eye) Body
— Shake ‘Em Off
Or worse — I’ve been married to him
and still am!!
OMG DR Blair has his new professional photo
up on Face Book — have you seen it? UGH
OMG He’s just like his cohort
who waggled his tongue at me
at my dinner table in front of his wife!!
When Maria got killed
Dr Blair said he felt bad —
or something like that
Yes Eye got Dr Blair
OUT
He doesn’t belong HERE
any more
if He cannot COME
on MY TERMS
Eye don’t want him
at all