Sugar Daddies Girl

She’s a sight for sore eyes but another mans wife
And if you mess around with her, he’ll end your life
She’s a real go getter and A big flirt too
But hubby has the money, she’ll leave you blue

Long silky hair and deep blue eyes
Men flock to her like picnic flies
She drives that big black Mercedes benz
Couldn’t afford a day the money she spends

Satin sheets on her bed and furs on her rack
Diamonds on every finger, and jewels in a sack
She’s daddies eye candy for all the world to see
You really can’t afford her, better let her be!

poem by Donna Nimmo
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Masquerade

No one will ever see me or know who I am
I hide myself from all the world, the mask you see is a sham
I can never let anyone else in
My heart so bruised and tattered from way back when

Taking no chances, feeling so aloof
You can say how you love me, but where's the proof
I write on, because there's nothing left to say
Leave me as you found me and be on your way

Trust and honor, that can never be you or anyone
The price of love so much for me, I'm done
So leave me in this fortress to wither and die
Don't be so sad, It was me that said goodbye!

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Three Ankle Biters And A Shotgun

Don’t come to my door late at night
Unless your ready for a vicious fight
Got a security system, better than most
Three ankle biters and a shotgun will be your host

Not going to let anyone take my stuff
If they tried, the going could get rough
Your going to get some growls and barks as a warning
When I get that twelve gauge out, crooks a mourning

So better rob another house, if you’re a thief
If you come over here, the life you live might be brief
I’m not a violent person, I’m as sweet as can be
But don’t come here for a stealing spree!

poem by Donna Nimmo
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Emptiness

This emptiness lives within me
Hide it well, not for others to see
The very existance of my being
Trying to be happy, always agreeing
Loving so deeply, feeling confused
Wear my heart on my sleeve and it's so bruised
Getting through life, one day at a time
Feeling old, they say in my prime
It seems like I've lived a hundred years
I have yet, to conquer my fears
Fears of being left all alone
Chills me to the very bone
So many skeletons from my past
Lurking near, like shadows cast
This life I live, I will continue
Till I'm called home, this is my menu!

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Sad This Christmas

Christmas time is getting near
I don't have much Christmas cheer
Pain from the past much on my mind
To all my loved ones, I'll be kind
Thinking about those, I lost in the past
Wanting this to be over, pretty fast
Don't want to shop or go to the store
For me this year a real sad chore
I don't even want to put up a tree
But I can't think about only me
I'll have to wear a mask this year
And hope I don't shed a single tear
My family needs to think I'm happy
I'll hide my feeling's, feeling crappie
Merry Christmas to all of you
And I will smile, as if on cue!

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My Children

My children are a source of joy
One a girl and the other a boy
Beautiful memories of them growing up
My babies at home are now a pup
Got a grandson now who I lavish with love
I'll be there for him too, push come to shove
He's a teenager now and looks like his mom
I take him to church and he stays real calm
He makes me remember raising them
And that's wonderful memories that I don't condemn
My happiness I had was raising those two
They never caused me pain or made me blue
God's little blessings given to me
With them in my life that makes blessing number three!

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Let Me Be The Tin Man

Don’t let me rust, just keep me oiled
Wouldn’t need much, can’t be spoiled
Would let me live my life on earth
To the end of time from birth

Never looking back to what if
No warm blood, just cold and stiff
Not needing any others at all
No more feelings to take a fall

No blaming me, no blaming you
No heart breaking or feeling so blue
Maybe I can come back without a heart
No rules or issues from my new start

I’ll be mechanical, no expectations
Not feel good or bad sensations
Oh yes I’ll come back as a tin man
May not happen but it would be a nice plan!

poem by Donna Nimmo
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Nightmares

Nightmares sneaking in my bed
Living life over in my head
Causing all the fear to come back alive
Bringing back memories with such drive
In them, someone always after me
Why can't they let me go and let me be free
Afraid to go to sleep at night
They will start and cause such fright
The nightmares just won't go away
In my sleep they still betray
Feelings that are buried deep down
When I go to sleep they come around
My mind, my life I thought free of them
What I think's behind me, will always stem
So when I go to bed I pray
That I can sleep tonight, until the day!

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The Police Officer's Wife

He goes to work early everyday
For him to be safe is what I pray
He often works late, not a set time
He stays busy on the streets, fighting crime
He has a whole family that loves him too
The most honorable man that I ever knew
Lots of people are bad, must protect the city
Catching crooks isn't fun or very pretty
His job makes us feel safe in our home
He makes a point to find them, where ever they roam
So please dear god, keep him safe tonight
And let him not have to get into a fight
A policemans wife's worry will never cease
Until he retires and can live in peace!

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The Lonely House-Wife

He calls it love working paying the bills
Her staying at home alone, with no skills
The coldness in their house, like an artic freeze
She tries her best to him appease
Day in day out with the routine
She stays to herself, not often seen
The blinds stay closed, not much light
Shes accepted this, it is to be her plight
He gets off work, comes home and watches t.v.
The house so quiet, just him and she
They go to bed, each on thier own side
He no longer cares to hold his bride
In the morning he will go back to work
Once again she will be alone, where bad thoughts lurk!

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