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Rachel :p Will you welcome please: The Oreos The black, black widow is sittin in the middle of the web, Its the fly she seeks. You may be her lover but you never will recover, cause she aint had a bite for weeks. You think youre the same, cause you got the same name, But the widow has a mobile home. Remember what I told you, she got eight arms to hold you, And shes never gonna let you roam Shell tuck you into bed, truck on your head, Then shell wrap you as a midnight snack. So if you see a spider, dont you sidle up beside her Whyd you think the widows wearin black? Queen bee, baby Pray that you may be left on your own, uh huh Nothin shell give you, gonna outlive you But the queen bees never gonna be alone Long before Atlantis there has been a praying mantis And you know why hes on his knees He may have religion but hes just a sittin pigeon If a woman even starts to tease. He wont even quibble if she has a little nibble on his neck, What a way to go. And now you done and torn it! You been messin with a hornet, shes a blue-blooded wasp, you know. And just as you do it, shell inject you with a fluid That you aint even got but none. Youre the meat on the plate, not even first rate, Shes gonna feed you to her seventh son. Just like the Queen bee, baby Pray that you may be left on your own, uh huh Nothin shell give you, gonna outlive you But the queen bees never gonna be alone. So, in conclusion, its an optical illusion, if you think that were the weaker race. Men got the muscle, but the ladies got the hustle, and the truth is starin in your face. The mother bear stalks, and the queen of the hawks, Is the one who brings home the bread. The lion that is regal, and the bold headed eagle, need a woman just to keep them fed. But come the evenin, were like Adam and his Eve, Inside the garden hear the serpents sound? Its so frustratin, when youre really into matin, and there aint a lovin man around. Whoever wrote this story, throw out the glory Bring in the men (give me them and Ill swing) Write me a sequel, give me an equal And Ill give that man I said Im gonna give that lovin man I said Im gonna give that lovin man, Im gonna give him that lovin sting! Zap!
Posted on: Tue, 02 Sep 2014 16:59:36 +0000

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