Array ( [sid] => 186473 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Gimme My Damn Money [time] => 2019-08-10 20:46:54 [hometext] => A fictional and funny poem. [bodytext] => It/'/s that time of the month again, your rent is due.
You/'/d better pay up or I/'/ll beat the hell out of you.
Don/'/t try to get out of paying again, I don/'/t want to hear an excuse.
Stop trying to get pity by saying you were a victim of sexual abuse.
I want my money, I don/'/t want to hear excuses or lies.
When it comes to giving me an excuse, don/'/t even try.
Do I get my money or do you get a beating?
Pay me or my fists are what you/'/ll be eating.
You just insulted me, you said that I/'/m so fat that I look like the Goodyear Blimp.
I just punched you in the face and you/'/ve started crying because you/'/re a wimp.
Stop blubbering like a two year old, be mature like an adult.
And I will permanently disable you if you hurl anymore insults.
I/'/d like to avoid sending you to the emergency room and myself to jail.
Just gimme my damn money, I/'/m getting tired of having to raise hell. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 51 [topic] => 7 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Gimme My Damn Money


Gimme My Damn Money
Date: Saturday, 10th August 2019 @ 08:46:54 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: randyjohnson
It/'/s that time of the month again, your rent is due.
You/'/d better pay up or I/'/ll beat the hell out of you.
Don/'/t try to get out of paying again, I don/'/t want to hear an excuse.
Stop trying to get pity by saying you were a victim of sexual abuse.
I want my money, I don/'/t want to hear excuses or lies.
When it comes to giving me an excuse, don/'/t even try.
Do I get my money or do you get a beating?
Pay me or my fists are what you/'/ll be eating.
You just insulted me, you said that I/'/m so fat that I look like the Goodyear Blimp.
I just punched you in the face and you/'/ve started crying because you/'/re a wimp.
Stop blubbering like a two year old, be mature like an adult.
And I will permanently disable you if you hurl anymore insults.
I/'/d like to avoid sending you to the emergency room and myself to jail.
Just gimme my damn money, I/'/m getting tired of having to raise hell.

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