Helen Vahdati has set us a great challenge .. Revenge and Vengeance! I have chosen Miranda Lambert singing Kerosene! ..This girl deals with Vengeance it the right way… Not like me I just smile and carry on …. not good for the soul but it is easy!
Goodness knows the world is a bad enough place with out us all taking the most of revenge. That said it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like too!
So I wrote a poem about it a couple of years back… remember I wrote it I did not do it!
PAY BACK
written by me 14 May 2012
At last she’d found the killer shoes with heels as high as a stalk. Slender, black and pointy she’d planned not far to walk!
At last she had found the nail varnish to emboss her toes. Each and every inch had to be right .Well the varnish was, it’s name was ‘Bloody Rose’
At last she had perfected the walk all crissy crossy leg and wiggly wiggly hips and red lipped smile to make him squirm and beg!!
At last, oh! yes at last
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Finally she’d found that dress, the dress she knew he would love short enough to display her legs but long enough to emphasise the delights just above!
Finally she found the seamless panties sheer but lacy thin and an “up and at em” magic bra, that he would be dying to get in!
Finally she had also found some real silk stockings and matching suspender belt. It was just simply amazing that she could not explain how empowered she finally felt. Finally, Oh! yes finally.
Not forgetting her crowning glory, her lustrous shiny black hair. You know the type, it makes girls weep and grown men stop and stare.
Not forgetting her make up, the blusher she did not spare. Dark long lashed smoky eyes and ‘Blood Red’ wet look lips. For the shocked looks she had no care.
Not forgetting her finger nails she’d had them painted as her toes with little sparkles on each nail in the pattern of a rose.
Not forgetting where to meet him she arrived ten minutes late. As she entered everyone turned in shock OH! Yes that made her feel great! Not forgetting Oh! no not forgetting.
No hurry now she whispered as they had their drink, she flashed her eyes and licked her lips. I am in here, he began to to think. She crossed her legs delicately making sure he got a peep so he could see the stockings. His expectations beginning to make him weep.
No hurry, again she whispered in to his ear, she could feel his breath on her neck and his lips were very near. She could feel his heart beating as his his fingers brushed her breast she lent forward to him so he could see the rest.
No hurry she said as she lead him to their room as he rushed her through the door his passion in full bloom. He took off his jacket and undid his shirt she unzipped her dress which slipped to floor leaving her there in a silken underskirt.
No hurry she said as she undid his flies her beautiful underwear brushing against him brought forth soft sighs! Gently she whispered I met your wife last week, fear hit him in his gut and his passion just went all limp and weak.
No hurry she whispered you’ve always told me not to rush no wonder we only meet in secret away from prying eyes you did not want to be seen with me and you have told me so many lies. He tried to talk but she stopped him, some pressure she applied he could not move or stop her then his knees gave way and he cried.
Curled up on the floor his trousers around his shoes between his legs a swelling and a nasty bruise. I’ll call you an ambulance she said as she finished getting dressed No hurry sweety , Oh! no, no hurry you just lie there and rest!
Miranda Lambert Lyrics
“Kerosene”
I started smoking cigarettes there’s nothing else to do I guess
Dusty roads aint made for walking, spinning tires aint made for stoppin’
I’m giving up on love cause love’s given up on me
I gave it everything I had and everything I got was bad
Life aint hard but it’s too long to live it like some country song
Trade the truth in for a lie, cheating really aint a crime
I’m giving up on love cause love’s given up on me
Forget your high society, I’m soakin’ it in Kerosene
Light ’em up and watch them burn, teach them what they need to learn HA!
Dirty hands aint made for shakin’, aint a rule that aint worth breakin’
Well I’m giving up on love cause love’s given up on me
Now I don’t hate the one who left
You can’t hate someone who’s dead
He’s out there holding on to someone, I’m holding up my smoking gun
I’ll find somewhere to lay my blame the day she changes her last name
Well I’m giving up on love cause love’s given up on me
Well I’m giving up on love HEY love’s given up on me
