Nod baby Nod!

Nod baby nod,

So long as they prod.

Prod you with their questioning stare

Stop you from everything before you dare

Oh! you may sit on your pappa's comfy chair

Spread your legs and your momma’s gonna glare.

Relax, It's just a bra strap

Why do you keep falling for the same trap

Even from the best places in the world map

They're screaming, crushed by the patriarchal bull crap

Televisions blare of a new seductive cologne

Then they question the victim why she walked alone

If they can touch you, you’re not so far
Remember, age no bar

They’ll have you on top

They won’t have you on top

I know, It’s an irony

They won’t mind to see you on your knee

Blood, sweat and tears of generation

From the days of your creation

Drowning down lifelessly

Pulled to the bottom mercilessly

When the last bubble of your breath goes a-pop

Someone somewhere is pushed down before they could reach the top

A card, a pat and a cute looking hat with a satin ribbon

Smile, to not offend the generosity, through these conferred upon 

Walk darling walk

Let your walking do the talking

Their heads will turn

Their eyes will burn

So long as you walk in a circle

This could only be cured by a miracle

Break free and run

On a track free of them

It sure will rouse a cloud of dust

That’s when they'll look you apart from an object of lust

Neither a saint nor a sinner (possibly a rap song lyrics)

NOTE: Try it in EMINEM style

I'm neither a saint nor a sinner
Life ain't a race, cry or die there's no winner

It's not up to you to judge
And turn my life around with a nudge

For, fucker, I won't budge
Fuck't all I hold no grudge

With the dead and the dreaded filling the trench
Through which I numbly bloody trudge

Lying down, I see her chasm,
She said, "You're a fucking king of giving orgasm"
Years pass before I get the sarcasm
I was green and believed I was awesome

I give no fuck no more
Baby, really
Of course, literally

Upon conquering it all, why do I feel empty
Broken, am I, like the fallen Humpty-Dumpty
Oh, no King nor his men on knee,
Come running to help the broken me

I'm the tornado that brings destruction
Tearing open everything that's an emotional obstruction
Calm and quiet at the centre,
That's where I find my shelter
To escape from all the helter-skelter

You may beat me up, black and blue,
Though my heart's broken, I won't beg you for glue

Exhausted, I lie down on a ground a little higher,
Turns out that's a pyre, and you set it on a fire
With a dry voice I challenge your manhood
Command you to pile upon me more wood
Disbelief and anger replaces your gay mood
Drains out the blood under your black hood

You can't kill the dead
Run away before you lose your head

I live my life a'mocking,
a'joking,
a'knocking,
a'breaking,
a'smacking,
a'whacking,
a'hacking,
a'choking,
a'shaking,
a'making y'all a'shocking,
a'waking up from this nightmare

Stripping you down
Ripping you open like a gown
Let there be no error
I'll fill you up with sheer terror

I'll close you up neatly with a stitch
Upon which you'll find no glitch,
Oh, rest assured, you'll find no itch
For that's the least of your worries. Bitch,
I'm neither a saint nor a sinner
Life ain't a race, cry or die there's no winner
For, fucker, I won't budge
Fuck't all I hold no grudge
You can't kill the dead
Run away before you lose your head
I have put the reaper to bed
Now shut the fuck up for he's sleeping like a lead