SABRINA MOELLA
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Trouble

Sista started looking at me
With fury in the eyes
And venom in her purse
With fists ready to talk
And fingernails ready too 

Trouble ! 

She thought 
I was after her man 

Oh hell no 

So I said 
Sista sista
I don’t want your man
Stop looking at me with anger in your eyes

Sista sista
I don’t want your job
Stop looking at me with your arms crossed

Sista sista
I don’t want your life
I have one of my own and we’re happy thank you

Sista sista
Can’t we just be cool?
Can’t we just be friends?
Once in a while
Can’t we just be sisters?  

I was expecting an angry reaction
But instead
My sista
Kissed her teeth loudly
And left  

Damn ! 

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