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I have my own blog - and I write a lot of poetry about my life - and as at the moment it is all about the thing who did this to - who also happens to be the mother of my baby??? I don't mention her name but I wondered could I potentially get into any trouble from the old bill for writing them??? - I don't know for sure but pretty sure she reads them - Is it a breach of my bail?? - I don't think it is - she is making contact with me not the other way round - but just wondered. Could do with not getting into any more trouble!
I remember our last conversation about looking through things with rose tinted specs
You said to me on the phone or via a text
I did not realise at the time me you had tricked
For I think that was night b4 I was nicked
You got me on the floor and you kicked
And when you were pregnant - after you I dicked!
You have got me where you want me - That baby being the ace card
Not that will do you a lot of good in the prison exercise yard
But at this moment in time you are making it for me really hard
And I can't even talk to you - cuz as by law I am barred!
Well you got a leading role - and you have certainly starred
You may have the ace - but I have a few tricks up my sleeve
And that darling you had better believe
You will think that promise is hollow
Considering this little lie you told - you are continuing to follow
Down a very sticky path
So just remember who will yet get the last laugh!
For it will all turn
And a lesson you will learn
When to prison you they send
And I hope they don't let you are out until the baby is ten
If I had my way they would throw away the key
I also think a lot of people will agree
People who make false rape claims
Should be hauled into court in chains
For they give real victims bad names
And they don't want silly girls playing silly games
You won't get a decade inside - but you will certainly get 3 months to a year
And over that I won't spill a tear
For I will be court
To see justice that you have been brought
They should instead of sending you to jail
On a sharp object you they should impale
Burn the witch at the stake
Tie a heavy stone around your legs - and drop you in the middle of a lake
After your arms they were to break
Tie you to the railway track – and wait for the train
Make you die – and make you die in pain
Go and feed you to a hungry croc!
Put ten thousand volts into you – now that would be a shock
Or chop your head off after putting it on a block
I am having great fun in thinking of ways to make you die
All this because you told a horrible lie!
So going back in this poem to the very first line
That talk we had before I got arrested for NOT committing any crime
For the sake of that baby - then I WILL love you
As I remain convinced it needs not one parent but two
But as I keep saying the more you carry on – the more you I will hate
Not how I want it to be – I officially state
Yet you are being really stubborn – and that I don’t like
So by my poems back I strike
I will say again – let me remind you of this
I am pretty certain now the birth I am going to miss
Over that I will be gutted – but you know that – and you don’t care
But for the rest of my life for my child – I will be there
So surely it is better for you to be with me rather than not
You know in 6 weeks now – that baby will be in its cot
As I keep on asking you please – see some sense
End this – end this pretence
I remember our last conversation about looking through things with rose tinted specs
You said to me on the phone or via a text
I did not realise at the time me you had tricked
For I think that was night b4 I was nicked
You got me on the floor and you kicked
And when you were pregnant - after you I dicked!
You have got me where you want me - That baby being the ace card
Not that will do you a lot of good in the prison exercise yard
But at this moment in time you are making it for me really hard
And I can't even talk to you - cuz as by law I am barred!
Well you got a leading role - and you have certainly starred
You may have the ace - but I have a few tricks up my sleeve
And that darling you had better believe
You will think that promise is hollow
Considering this little lie you told - you are continuing to follow
Down a very sticky path
So just remember who will yet get the last laugh!
For it will all turn
And a lesson you will learn
When to prison you they send
And I hope they don't let you are out until the baby is ten
If I had my way they would throw away the key
I also think a lot of people will agree
People who make false rape claims
Should be hauled into court in chains
For they give real victims bad names
And they don't want silly girls playing silly games
You won't get a decade inside - but you will certainly get 3 months to a year
And over that I won't spill a tear
For I will be court
To see justice that you have been brought
They should instead of sending you to jail
On a sharp object you they should impale
Burn the witch at the stake
Tie a heavy stone around your legs - and drop you in the middle of a lake
After your arms they were to break
Tie you to the railway track – and wait for the train
Make you die – and make you die in pain
Go and feed you to a hungry croc!
Put ten thousand volts into you – now that would be a shock
Or chop your head off after putting it on a block
I am having great fun in thinking of ways to make you die
All this because you told a horrible lie!
So going back in this poem to the very first line
That talk we had before I got arrested for NOT committing any crime
For the sake of that baby - then I WILL love you
As I remain convinced it needs not one parent but two
But as I keep saying the more you carry on – the more you I will hate
Not how I want it to be – I officially state
Yet you are being really stubborn – and that I don’t like
So by my poems back I strike
I will say again – let me remind you of this
I am pretty certain now the birth I am going to miss
Over that I will be gutted – but you know that – and you don’t care
But for the rest of my life for my child – I will be there
So surely it is better for you to be with me rather than not
You know in 6 weeks now – that baby will be in its cot
As I keep on asking you please – see some sense
End this – end this pretence