Monday, June 14, 2010

Nina Love

Dear Nina Love,
Fuck you.
I've never met you, and I hope I never do
When you cut me off in traffic without once using your hands on the steering wheel it was a feat
Meeting you was very far from a treat
I don't give a fuck about your big gestured exclamations
Fuck rhyming. Don't you ever get in my lane again, you bitch. 
Had you only noticed my over zealous taunting and middle fingering
I hope a hand grenade roles under your car.

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