Five hours in your house left me dizzy.
Did you spin me silly?
Or do I just like awkward, well planned pronunciations...
of Screw you!
That's what you were saying, weren't you.
Screw you! Screw your friends! Screw your family!
Screw the hand that feeds your fanciful face!
I mean, you flowered it up,
you tied it all with a nice bow-
but your stuff still reeks like jealousy.
and Pent up revenge.
I see you and I see dollar signs.
I see a hunger for a want you cant fill.
And I get so dizzy.
It makes me tired watching you pace and rant.
Like a panting dog.
I am most definitely not scared.
Just amused.
Then dizzy.
You spin me so unbelievable silly-
with your big words and small mind.
So silly.
Little boy? Isn't it past your bedtime?
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