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"GOODBYE LADY B"

"LADY B WENT TO THE ORANGE BUFFOON"

By Vicki Lawana Trusselli Published 2 years ago 3 min read
VIDEO BY VICKI COPYRIGHT 2024 TRUSSELLI ART

GOODBYE LADY B

LADY B WENT TO THE ORANGE BUFFOON

I thought about our friendship.

I thought about how you lied to me,

Loose lips sink ships.

So, Lady B,

Do not fuck with me.

You were never my friend,

So, in the end I send you wishes of splendid old lady life

Of your own strife,

With your diabetes and illness at 45,

You are lucky to be alive,

But you betrayed me for the orange buffoon

Of lies and rapes and criminal ties

Looming Over your head.

That reminds me how you wished me dead,

When you picked me up that night in July

For the concert

you whispered under your breath “Need to get you out of old folks’ home!”

I asked, “What?” That’s a lot to carry on with lady B,

Of betrayal and lies.

Go away.

Never call me,

During the day

Or night as I am out of your sight.

Lady B I will never trust you again,

lame lady B

So, love the orange buffoon

and the male whores

Galore

Yes,

they are Male whores

for the orange buffoon

To loom Over you like a dark cloud

As I yell out loud, “Lady B go away.

Do not come back any day.

So, along the way

When you are old and grey

You will be lying in your bed

Remembering in your head

When you lay there sick in bed

In your head

Your body cries out.”

I say, “Close your mouth,

Don’t pout.”

You are now the old lady Laying in your bed you made

Your tears flow down your cheeks

As you know you are very weak

But you remember when you ditched your friend

Of many years

Now you are drowning in your tears,

So, Lady B. “How do you feel today?”

I was feeling happy one night &

You called me, “How do you feel?”

I said, “Good, I feel good.”

Then as you always do was tell me over & over

Like laying in fields of clover,

Burning words hurt as you said to me,

On that night and Every time

You called,

You threatened to block me,

Because I was not voting for your rapist Rumper.

The garbage now is you

Out of the blue.

You can float across the freeway

On your way to gossip.

Loose lips sink ships

“How’s your ship Lady B?”

So, I blocked you Yesterday.

As you drive & fly up & down the freeway I speak,

“I never, ever want to hear from you today

Or tomorrow or past.”

At last

The universe showed me your lies & your disguise

To be my friend.

This your end

and the finale of our friendship.

Loose lips sink ships.

Go away, today.

When you are old & grey

You will remember what I say

You will be alone

With tears

With fears

Of being old and alone

So alone as your cry,

“Why, did you ditch me?”

Your friend of 30 years

Ditched your sick body & mind

To be so kind

As a remember about the day

Along the way

You ditched me

For being old & grey.

Leave Lady B.

Cry your tears.

As I remember throughout the years

The day you threatened me,

You did not have the gall to block me Lady B.

So goodbye Lady B.

Never, ever come around me.

If I see you on the street,

I will act like we never met.

So, do not expect a greeting!

Goodbye Lady B!

No more tears for me.

You tried to break me.

You tried to get me to not write.

Despite that Lady B,

GOODBYE!

Written by

VICKI LAWANA TRUSSELLI

ART & MEME BY VICKI LAWANA TRUSSELLI

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About the Creator

Vicki Lawana Trusselli

I am 76 year old California mythic storyteller blending lived truth, technology, and sovereign survival into multimedia art.

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    Written by Vicki Lawana Trusselli