Congratulations Babygirl! You’re getting married, But we both know you aren’t a innocent bystander Both know this lovely white dress You’re about to try on Is all a front, a cover up! Cause we did it first You remember Spring in April The month of your birthday, when your Taurus came rushing out into my Spain When we did it fully clothed inside roaring crowds, matador danced to bull The pant crease of my tux stabbing inside the slit of your jewel As we danced like two wild lyrics with Bass in our chests, Our slick bodies on tremble Lips never touching but dripping like two faucets Wanting to fill the sink While our eyes re-mixed Until the stare was golden I wanted you! Anxiously awaited in my ears to hear the bridge That would connect the hook, But you didn’t tell me three You bust the free with eight Flowed it like, “You- treat- me- like- I- not -even -Alive!” And for a moment my heart was a CD, I was mad crazy checking for scratches, Cause what was supposed to be our song Was Skippin But I felt the lyrics you were bringing Knew that if I had treated you like that, then I too was dead and All that **** I did: Asking you to the prom in front of the whole church, Staying late Saturday to fix the bumper on your car, Taking you home from church cause your daddy was To busy counting church money, racing you to class just to leave a rose on your desk All that **** I did Was exactly that, **** Ask me if I’m mad Ofcourse not because I’ve never been ****** so good in my life Never sweated through my teeth like that before or come twice at once Come through my eyes & Come to my senses So I will forgive and forget all of this And when that day comes When I’m raggedy and my grandchildren ask, “Who’s that beautiful lady standing in the picture with you?” I will tell them, she was Amazing! But I forget her name.