princess in the 'hood

It’s not just another day
when the pillow leaves my head
Nope
I gear up. . . lashes, lid . . . the look
Don’t blame me ‘cuz your mirror don’t work. . . mine wants me
‘wawa’ my Chi. . . grins me my ‘Go girl’
Here it comes. . . my day:
“Ugh”. . . creepy landlord in the hallway;
“Mmm”. . . chai;
“Heyyy!. . . I’m late!... traffic your ass somewhere else!”.
Oh Paris, we share the pain. . . tabloids, taxis and limousines
No prob. . . flit of hair. . . dash of lash
“'Paparazzi' should be a pizza”
“Oops. . . forgot to text Heff”
The world wants, waits and wishes for ‘me’
“Hey!. . . nice shoes”


June/07

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