Saturday, September 14, 2013

I'm Sorry Ms. Jackson


Part II of Back Back - Back Back Give Me 50 ft.......

So I was babbling about this mental trip and the consequences of opening a can of whoop ass.
I'm tapping ass.  God is shaking his head and the devil is hammered. 
Rolling on the floor laughing his ass off.

 So when I looked up, God was leaving
Neck still in hand and her nose was bleeding.
O.k. o.k. o.k. o.k. o.k. okay I'll stop!
But God just kept on walking and IN burst the cops.

NOBODY MOVE-NOBODY GETS HURT!
Now get your hands up!

My hands went up!  The startled Devil upchucked;  Ms. Jackson became possessed.
The Devil’s vomit (full of venom) spawn little venomous devils on her chest.

“Shoot that bitch officer before she tries to flee!
Charge her with Attempted Murder, Kidnap, Assault & Battery"

"Ssshhh, ssshhh, ssshhh, ssshhh, ssshhh Ma'am you're in distress.
She'll get her charges read in court for now she's under arrest."

Two days later when I made bail; I got an invitation to dinner with the devil in hell. We took some shots & discussed my case; He told me how to plea:

"Not guilty Your Honor!  
By Reason of Insanity
I demand to be released!"

The Judge peered over 
&
Brushed the dirt off her shoulders,
Rolled her eyes and mumbled
something in utter disgust.

 I hearby sentence you my dear:
 To ninety days of the following then you must reappear.
Anger management classes, community services
&
Therapy twice a week."

WTF? That shit is steep and I began to weep.

God, stepped in and corroborated:

"Your Honor, you're right 
Violence of any sort will not be tolerated
My child, 'your honor' is on her journey 
I take over now as her permanent attorney.
I AM GOD, and I run this here
She's not insane, let's just be clear.
Misunderstood; perhaps a bit disobedient
My master plan though; her secret ingredient.
I knew it served her well to take those licks
Yes she took it too far when she let'em rip.
Release her with fees, I'll bring her home with me
Service in the community and therapy will happen naturally.
When all the money is gone, she then will confide
I'll make her apologize to Ms. Jackson and the laws she'll abide.
We've got bigger fish to fry, she's working undercover for me
We'll be back in ninety days, trust me 'your honor' faithfully.


~twanna shontay~



~He loves us all~

 



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