The First North West, your mother did say,
Your dad is a shithead, his name’s Kanye.
I can’t believe I married this creep,
On a warm Italian day, and nothing was cheap.
North West, North West, North West, North West,
In hopes of Beyoncé, I covered my breasts!
I looked up and ain’t no Jay,
Names were etched in marble- make them pay!
How dare Jayoncé stand us up?
Mom promised the paparazzi closeups!
North West, North West, North West, North West,
With myself, I am so obsessed.
-Beverly Northenstein
YouTube credit: InstrumentalPraise
2 Comments
Betty
December 8, 2016 at 9:39 pmYour talent is being wasted on your day job!!!!
beverlygoldenstein@gmail.com
December 9, 2016 at 6:01 amMUCH is wasted at my day job. Mostly, my life.