My Trisha

This is a poem for my dearly loved Trisha
If you died or went away… I’d really miss-ya
What would I do without you?
My heart would break in two.
There would be no one to kiss Jackie
Which would make Jason go all wacky.
Kylie would be a lonely whore
Because no one would own her anymore.
From your obsession with stories of rape
And how I always have to stick you to the walls with tape.
I love you more than I can express
You make me kind of obsess
I have way to many cardboard cutouts of you
From when I thought u were never gonna get back on... I thought it was true.
But now I can use them to hit people like Jack
When he gets all moody and has a guy PMS attack
I’d kill anyone who would hurt you
I’ll beat them to death with Sammy’s shoe.
I’m also having your child
I hope it doesn’t grow up to be rowdy and wild.
We will teach it the rules of “hoes before bros”
With the exception of the gay guys... you know?
We will always be lesbo lovers…….
As long as you promise not to steal my covers.