The GOAT Who Gets Punched In the Throat

Idealistic – Spittin’ Game

Hey pretty lady, what’s your name? A

Mine is GOAT- greatest in the lovin’ game. A
Your ruby lips are calling for me to taste - B
that honey-sweet sugar shouldn’t go to waste. B
Realistic – Shootin’ Down

Boy, go away! I didn’t ask your name. A

If you ask me, your game is lame. A
You need some glasses! My lips are pink. B
Yeah, my mouth is honey, but yours stinks. B

My eyes are okay but, like yours, they’re not stars

They shine so bright; they show the future that’s ours.
I’ll give you the world on a platter of gold.
I’ll buy you every jewel there is to be sold.
 Future? Not ours – mine’s already planned out
It doesn‘t include you – your game’s hit a drought
I don’t want no planet! You can’t give it anyway.
I buy my own jewels, so take your lame game and go play.

Let’s take a walk on the silky sand of the beach

I see you’re a queen; for you nothing’s outta my reach.
I’ll gather shells to decorate your hair,
and sprinkle stardust on your skin of ivory fair.

Sand isn’t silk; it’s itchy and hot.

Yes, I’m a queen, but yours? I’m not!
Shells don’t belong in my flower fresh hair.
 For the last time, just go away; away anywhere!

Stanza 1 -
HC: Nature – ruby, honey, & sugar
Speaker – a guy who thinks he’s the greatest
lover of all time
Idealistic – “Your ruby lips”

PD: metaphor – lips = ruby, honey, and sugar

personification – lips calling the guy
imagery – ruby lips, honey, and sugar.
rhyme scheme – A, A, B, B

Stanza 2 -
HC: Nature – honey
Speaker – a girl who isn’t the least bit interested in
the guy or what he has to say
Realistic – “You need some glasses! My lips
are pink.”

PD: metaphor – mouth = honey

imagery – pink lips, honey, and his stinky breath.
rhyme scheme – A, A, B, B