Beat Babe: Pup

This is a little poem I just wrote for the cutest little puppy that my bestie Gen bought yesterday. Gen named her “Penelope Scotland Disick.”


I’m sick of your fucking face

You little bitch.

Everything is about you.

Just wait until you’re not new.

Then we shall see who’s top dog.

We shall see.

I hope that you get run over.

I hope I never see you again.

I hope it’s by a Range Rover.

I hope it doesn’t upset Gen.

You look like a cat.

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