I've got the gift of one liners
And you've got the curse of curves
And with this gift I compose words
And the question that comes forward
Are you perspiring from the irony
Or sweating to these lyrics
And this just in
You're a dead fit
But my wit won't allow it
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes

I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win

Her bone structure screams
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one liners
And my way
My way with words
It seems I'm too hip to keep tight lipped

And you're on the gossip team
You're making something out of nothing
And jealousy's the cousin, the cousin of greed
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes

I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win

Her bone structure screams (I want someone)
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone)
From what I've heard with skin you'll win

We All have teeth that can bite underneath
To where the reality grows
Yeah, that's where mine go
that's where mine go
We all have teeth that can bite underneath
To where the reality grows
Yeah that's where mine go
Where the reality grows:
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win

I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win

Her bone structure screams (I want someone)
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone)
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
With skin you'll win
Skin you'll win

             Poems For The Weak Hearted™

By Gracey Boo Bear

[[[WHOM YOU ALL KNOW AND HATE]]]

#1 - “Separate Halves of the universe”

Lying here

Shedding a tear.

Full moon,

And

Total gloom.

I think of my life…

And his wife.

My figure.

Not good enough.

My eyes.

Not good enough.

My LIFE…

Definitely

Not

Good

Enough

For

Him.

#2 – “Wolves Cry”

Howling in pain.

With two shots from a

Shotgun.

Their desire is a meal.

Their achievement,

Is

Death row.

#3 – “why Bother”

If all it is is self-satisfaction, and a head - ache.

Then why Bother?

Sure as hell you don’t want the head - ache!

Then Why Bother?

“But self-satisfaction? Common!”

 My heart Pleads, “It’s just a myth. So then,

WHY BOTHER!”

#4 – “Guarantee”

Cars, Toys, drinks, bread, CD’s, Computers.

Yes.

Love, Life, Joy, Care, Hope.

Not So Much.

#5 – “Clear To Me Now”

Love is an illusion.

It always is.

Unless.

Your rich.

Then it’s real cheap.