My RV Poem

[Just-Waitin]

Twas the night before RV, no money in the house

I was laying in the bed, staring at my spouse

Counting the days that past, Waiting on my cash

Wondering how long, this torture will last

Hearing all the intel, that the investors have brought

Watching the days past, while the bad intel rots

Hoping old Maliki, stops being a but

Knowing his ego, is what keeps us in a RV rut

The day will come, when his ego will deflate

From that day forward, we wont have to wait

If we just call Shabibi, and tell him its time

We can tie up old Maliki, and not hear him whine

But when that day, has finally come

It wont matter what he says, we will have won

Lookin at his face, While he frowns and stares

We will be laughing, cause were all millionaires

So in writing this poem, I just wanted to say

Good luck to all, and Happy RV day

By Just Waitin/ FP

Edited March 22, 2011 by Just-Waitin

[yusofsabri]

My hurt is released upon read you poem. Thanks a lot my fren.

[Uncle Mike]

Great Job! You are a Poet and didn't Know it. Made me smile.. Plus 1. I'd give you more but it won't let me.

[butkus51]

"I once met a girl from Nantucket"....oops, better not go there. Well, what can one say? I am concerned why you are laying in bed with your spouse and staring. Could it be that she is no longer sharing? When the RV occurs, will things get better? Or will she be gone, just leaving a letter?

Just funnin you, dude and dudette.

[Just-Waitin]

Since Im a girl, that would really be interesting. LOL