Slay Ride

SLAY RIDE

Just hear those fuel pumps priming

Splish splash sploshing too

Come on its lovely fuelling

On a slay ride together with you

Those tears are falling

And you keep saying “Boo hoo!”

Come on its your devaluing

When I need that fuel from you

Your cheeks are nice and rosy

And your nose is bleeding too

But I’ll pretend I’m sorry

Even after I’ve hit you

Please don’t leave me now

I’ll change and I’ll come through

Because I become nothing

When I am without your fuel

I’ve got some lovely mud here

Which I’m going to smear

All over your reputation

Because you are no longer here

You’ve betrayed me again

And walked out of the door

So that’s why I’m telling everybody

That you are a total whore

 

14 thoughts on “Slay Ride

  1. 1jaded1 says:

    These never get old, HG.

    1. HG Tudor says:

      Hello 1Jaded1, thanks for popping in.

  2. Rebecca says:

    Dear HG,

    I love this rhyme you created, both accurate about the narc and still you make it enjoyable to readXx Thank you, HG. Xx
    Can you do more like that, of the different holiday songs? Xx

  3. Candied Pansy says:

    Scary Christmas, you filthy animal!

    1. HG Tudor says:

      You love to flirt with me don’t you?!

      1. Grace says:

        She called you a filthy animal so she wants to play with you HG.
        For that I would advice her to put you collar and to use love domination 🙂

        1. Candied Pansy says:

          Maybe hose him off first.

    2. Rebecca says:

      Careful, Candied Pansy, this tiger bites. 😆xx

      1. Candied Pansy says:

        I’m just throwing some treats in his cage! 😉

        1. Rebecca says:

          Candied Pansy,

          What do they say about feeding the tigers at the zoo? 😆😆❤️xx

      2. Anna says:

        Maybe she likes to flirt with danger. That adrenaline high
        😜😉😂

        I love your comment Candied Pansy! Thanks for making me smile!

      3. Contagious says:

        Oh by gosh by golly
        It’s time for narcs and follie
        It’s time for mistletoe and follie
        Tasty empathsts
        Christmas presents
        Countrysides covered with blow
        Oh by gosh by jingle
        It’s time for narcs and Chris cringe le
        From narcs you don’t know
        Then comes that big moment
        Giving him a trim
        You will hear false voices by starlight
        Singing a Narc hymn
        Oh by gosh by golly
        It’s time to discover it too and holly
        Fancy lies and granny’s sighs
        And folks stealing a kiss and the loo
        And they whisper Merry without him to you! 🎼

  4. Allison says:

    Warms my cockles.

    1. Anna says:

      😂😂😂
      Allison that is the most brilliant funny response yet
      Thanks for sharing!

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