Danielle Steinman
Rap-ish
You rub your lap,
And you tell me that you’re Santa,
With one eyebrow cocked,
Like I should give a damn about you,
So you like the way I look,
Doesn’t mean I owe you anything
And yet you keep getting pissed,
When I tell you I'm not interested,
Don't tell me to lighten up,
After I try to pry you away,
Stop touching my legs,
Take your paws off my waist,
Get your fucking fingerprints
Away from my face,
How many times do I have to say “Nay”
Before you realize that I’m not playing games?
I’m sick of this shit,
I’m too smart for this shit,
I never asked for this shit,
And I can’t believe you assholes
Can get away with this shit!
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