By Jack Carter
It’s four a.m. and I should be asleep
but my thoughts are so very deep.
My thoughts as usual, are about my buddy.
Cause she molds people as if they were putty.
What she wants out of life is lots of drugs and money.
And the way she goes after them isn’t funny.
She seems to get what ever she’s after
and when she gets it, she roars in laughter.
Life isn’t getting over on her.
Things like that just don’t occur.
Her wit is so sharp it cuts like a knife.
She’s the only one I know getting over on life.
She is a woman with many an attribute.
She’s sexy, built and very cute.
She is so sensual in every way.
You want to make love to her, night and day.
She uses all these god given tools,
to win the game of life. She makes her own rules.
She doesn’t play by any one game plan.
She changes the rules for every man.
I’m in the best position of all her men.
I have all the advantages in the position, I’m in.
I’m so glad we have the relationship that we’ve got.
Cause I’ve got everything, even what the others have not.
The only disadvantage, is the worrying never ends.
That’s the price we must pay for being such very close
friends.