by Misti Rainwater-Lites
I’m sorry for shooting your ass.
I thought you were a coyote.
I thought you were on my land
for no good reason.
I thought you were here to fuck shit up.
If God leads us to it he’ll get us through it.
Your ass will heal in time.
Everything happens for a reason.
Does this pulpit make my ass look big?
I’ve got a really sweet recipe for monster cookies.
I’ll share it with you.
My ass is so fat it’s ridiculous.
Jesus loves my ass, though, so I can’t complain.
I really am sorry for shooting your ass.
I really did think you were a coyote.
I’ve got cows and marigolds to protect.
Please don’t sue me.
Misti’s blog: http://chupacabradisco.blogspot.com/