Followers

Sunday, 2 April 2017

Why Me From You

She is stupid to presume I'm against her,
What is she thinking and why,
Am I stuck in a lair that isn't fair;
I shall cry and sigh.

It's a shame she never bit her tongue,
Such was the barrage of obscenities,
Which went on for so very long
Battering my sanity.

She made my insane with being vain
In appearance as well as in spirit,
She was the same playing the game
Of giving out shit with grit.

She accused me of being reprimanding -
With this I was not fully understanding;
She was unforgiving and really demanding,
I persevered conversing cursing.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 02/04/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.


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