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No more grits!

Poetry By: RJohnson

Tags: Humor, Poem


Submitted:Jan 27, 2009    Reads: 107    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I'm angry and I'm about to have a fit.

I'm going to divorce my wife if she serves anymore grits.

She thinks I won't do anything because she has sass.

But if I get anymore grits, I'll put my foot up her ass.

When I married her, I was nothing but a stupid chump.

If she serves grits again, I'll have to get my stomach pumped.

She serves grits for breakfast, lunch and even for dinner.

When I look at my marriage certificate, I know I'm no winner.

I do not want anymore grits and I don't care if I'm rash.

If I get grits just once more, I'll throw her out with the trash.


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