Bitch Perfect


“I may be a bitch, with flaws so big, they will make you itch, but hey, I also consider myself to be perfect, a perfect bitch that of a one of a kind” Gun Roswell

Bitch Perfect

You may call me, the perfect bitch
Even though I may be, a broom-less witch
Or then, just the worst one you can anywhere find
But I will always be, the best of my kind

You may find me..

Taking a short flight
In the darkest of the night
Or then simply taking a bus
In the early morning rush

You may see me…

Dirty dancing naked in the pouring rain
Celebrating life to the fullest without pain
Or just having a beer in a dive bar stained
Being one of the people dullest without a brain

You may catch me…

Casting the mightiest of all them spells
Cursing out loud and not giving a damn
Or just talking to my dear mom on the cell
And the this simply because, I just can

So, now you may see me…

With a totally new aspect
As the total best bitch perfect
Because that is who I really am

Why?
Hell, simply, because, I can

Published by Gun Roswell

Located in Espoo.Finland.Scandinavia.Earth.MilkyWayGalaxy Storyteller. Blogger. PixSnapper. Traveller. Sci-FiEnthusiast. ExtrovertNerd. Dreamer. AstronautWannabe. ITContractor.

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