A poem from 2017
What's that awful smell around here?
That's you, that is!
Ha ha ha!
Quasi evil
Ho ho ho
You can't touch me
No no no
But get me on my own and see
I'm meek as a lamb when my friends aren't around me
I have no conscience that I'd let you see
I'm just a sad little no-one and no-one loves me
I lack self awareness so don't lecture me
You're a big fat loser with a capital B
Well, I think I'm great and I know you do too because I'll beat you up if you say otherwise and you won't dare disagree with me because we'll jump on you and make you a weak pathetic mess oh you'll end up in intensive care if you dare defy me so feed me and give me everything I need boost my self-esteem because deep inside I'm terrified I'll show no chink of light I'm not having you laugh at me behind my back
