Poetry Maybe # 37: Strange Beef

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Strange Beef

We heard you had a Strange Beef
When you were with
a friend’s Partner in the Streets
The story is part truth, part myth


She had a bewitching Face 
rivals wants to compete to be the mate of this Fool
they refuse to be replaced
Playing by scandalous salon Rules

We could almost Taste the Drama 
we heard from our Second-hand Mama
The supersonic dryer made it hot as Hell
Still better than sitting in a Tiny Cell

Friends call out Hey bae
The scene full of Disaster & hair 
Superficial Day after day
The friend says curse and half prayer

Messy hair coupled with  Anger
Rushed  Along
With fearless strangers
Until lady sang her song

Now Booked as Thugs
The bewitcher told  you to kick rocks
No more two-timing hugs
Put the prayers in a Prison mailbox

Revised

We heard there was Strange Beef
When lady grey was  with
a friend’s Partner in the Streets
The story is part truth, part myth


She had a bewitching Face 
 Confusing this Fool
Their mate refused to be replaced
Playing by scandalous salon Rules

We could almost Taste the Drama 
 heard from our Second-hand Mama
The supersonic dryer made it hot as Hell
Still better than sitting in a Tiny Cell

Friends called out Hey bae
The scene full of disaster & hair 
Superficial nails day after day
The friend says a curse and half a prayer

Messy hair coupled with Anger
Rushed  Along
With fearless strangers
Until lady grey sang her song

Now Booked as Thugs
The bewitched told them both to kick rocks
No more two-timing hugs
Put two prayers in a Prison mailbox