Posted by: md2020woodhouse on: February 10, 2010
Alicia why is it me that notices you. Why? I can’t seem to get you out of my head. Is it me that confines me to a ghetto of love unrequited. That statement could be in one of your songs. I do love you but I am not allowed because you are a star. I don’t care about that, your life and love is too strong for me to resist. Hey you are beautiful and good looking and I know you won’t like the comparison but Beyonce would to have to lose her pretentions to keep up you. It is an intellectual world at the present and I don’t where my next meal is going to come from if I don’t write . I love writing so much that I have designed myself a blog to talk to world about my pretensions. I am individual as well as a team player and would like you to be part of my team. What could we offer each other? Babies. What? don’t you like the idea. You don’t even know me. Yep too right. Read my blog it is outrageous. Let me start with a scenario of what our relationship would be. I just come from work: “Alicia my love!” You get of the piano. “What do you want” “Hey, baby its kind of lonely out there missing you honey” You walk back to your piano “your disturbing me go cook the spaghetti, hear?.” “But, Alicia baby I can’t cook spaghetti” “Hell! Do you want me to do every thing.” “No, but I expect a kiss from my baby to tell me everything is alright” “Yeah? Well go ride a mule and yerk on that I didn’t marry you to become your wife. I married you for explosive sex, man. Where Is that man. All you do is write books about what you’d like to do with ladies pussies. Call yourself a writer, shit. I can write those pussy novels too. Obviously you don’t listen to my songs husband.” “I have heard girlfriend.” “Right…right…right…I think you need a divorce not a wife.” “Alicia my baby can I take a rain check on that?you see Alicia love is strange for all of us, but for you and me and it is nigh impossible. You’re a hip hop star and I don’t like naked woman gyrating with big asses all over my face on a video. I like to keep it priiiiiivate. No man, I aint a hussy I am the genuine brat. Don’t fake it with me now bitch.”