Burn baby, burn!

If you falter, you fail.
Life’s a forked tongue and kinked tail.
A little less lipstick, a little more bite.
If you piss off people, you’d best damned be right.

Wiggle into tight spaces, leave breadcrumbs behind
So the next generation
has a trail they can find
(before blazing their own)

May they all feel the heat from your furious flame.
You can’t burn their asses, if you don’t get in the game.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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