Low Level Standards
Written By: IrishPirateKitty
Written On: 8/3/2009
Time Poem was written was 3:30pm C.S.T.

I'm okay with being an Abusee via my Abusive Fiancee;
Yet, I am not happy that for my errors, my daughter Christina
has had to pay.

I am admittedly, quite the Liar and, Malcontent;
My Fiancee Chris is unfortunately psychologically
and, emotionally bent.

Yet, I would give anything, to give my daughter a better life;
As I am not much of Mom and, I doubt that I will be any good as a Wife.

The reason that I doubt my self so darn much, is because my life has been uncomfortable and, rough; Ironicly,it has all ended up this way
because, of a lot of my own doings and,
yes it is upon my own choices that I am
pooh poohing.

First off, let me start by stating that there is nothing fabulous
about living in the Ghetto;Especially,Not with the guys who are
Packing Guns and, Stilletos.

Secondly, I really hate all the disease ridden Crack-Whores and, Junkies and, of course I am not fond of all the Porch-Monkies.

Thirdly, Most of the Ghetto looks as though its getting ready
to to be the city's next landfill site and, just to make mention
where I live there are few people who are white.

Fourthly,
Where I live white people should be on the Endangered Species List;
When the Gangs come by you all-ways hope that your house is the one that their bullets miss.

Fifthly,
When the Gangs bullets don't miss your home,all you hear is crying;Crying about all the family members that are now bleeding
or, dying.

Lastly, my job barely covers my and, my daughter's bills and,rent;
Me and, my Daughter are lucky if we can get by on our last red cent.