To The Man That Catcalled Me Last Night
Yeah, I heard you
I just don't want to answer
Your crude 'tude
Made me dash
Like Prancer
Your drunk ass don't got no class
Should be home
Ended up alone, fast
I'm underage, I'm overtired
You'll regret this when I retire
You drink to forget
But imma make you remember
Your catcallin' club?
Don't got no female members
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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