Thursday, 01 July 2010

  • It's You, Not Me. B*tch.

    People seem to use poetry as a way to court a potential romantic interest.  I think that the use of poetry should also be implemented in getting rid of a former romantic interest, for whom your love has grown sour. So, without further ado, here is an example of what I mean. 

     

    Your dirty clothing on the floor

    Your fragrance lately reeks of whore

    Your jokes are lame, your smile is dim

    F*ck you again? The prospect's grim.

     

    Blubber layers your chunky ass

    Romantic date? I think I'll pass...

    I'd rather f*ck a kangaroo

    Than spend another day with you

     

    My love for you has come and gone

    Your naked body makes me yawn

    And now I'm longing for the day

    Your stupid ass just goes away

     

    You should count your blessings that

    You got to be my shitty half

    So adios, and c'est la vie

    And f*ck you bitch, it's you not me.

     

    Have you ever written a poem for a loved one...or an ex-loved one?

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