A lovely Latina caught Don Sterling’s eye <br /> <br />And, for sure, there’s no fool like an old one. <br /> <br />It helped he has Billions, You know I don’t lie- <br /> <br />because you must give sums to get some. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />His wife got upset, (you know how they get) <br /> <br />As she saw their cash flow out the door. <br /> <br />“Two cars and a condo! I’ll make him regret <br /> <br />the day he encountered that whore.” <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />The wife sued the mistress for her “ill gotten” gains, <br /> <br />half of it hers by the law. <br /> <br />Then they caught Don, on tape, <br /> <br />Spewing sound bites of hate- <br /> <br />Now he can’t run his team anymore. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />A little blue pill can do old men ill- <br /> <br />It deceives them to think they’re a Stallion. <br /> <br />The next time you reach for an eighteen year old, Don, <br /> <br />I suggest that you pour a MacCallan. <br /> <br /> <br />(MacCallan 18 year old single Malt Scotch Whiskey)<br /><br />John F. McCullagh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sugar-daddy-3/
