Babies are nothing but trouble

by Jenny Sys   Mar 24, 2005


He goes eeny meany miney mo,
Trying to choose between,
Me and that ho.
He managed to make a commitment,
And now he wants to go,
but there is one thing,
That makes you low.

He is now engaged,
and she will have a baby,
I just wish that,
someone would save me,
He keeps on saying,
That he wants us to be,
But it's that baby,
which is killing me.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Amit

    Nice poem, very well written.

    5/5. Take Care, Always Believe in Love.

    Love, Amit

  • 19 years ago

    by ~*Nicki*~

    pretty good.