People I judge
I always hold a grudge
And from my views,
I never, never budge
I sit on a perch
Like the pastor of a church
I look down on you
Like I would, a dirty shoe
I’m a nasty piece of work
Real work I always shirk
If at work I make you cry
I see that as a perk
I am the guy you hate
The one you’d never date
But hey I’m everywhere
Just look outside your gate.
3 comments:
Brilliant, brilliant :)
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There is a word for people like you but I am too nice to say it! :-P
Thank you, Ava. :-)
Shals, I think I can guess what it is. :-)
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