Poetry

The Monster Poem

Robert, you're a monster,
you treat your friends like dirt,
you take your family for granted,
and you're slack about your work.

People see and smell you comming
and wish for a place to hide.
You've never had a girlfriend,
and you'll never have a bride.

You turn up at a friend's house,
like the shadow of a wraith.
You're stupid enough to think they like you
with that stupid look on your face.

So Robert, you're a monster
and that we cant deny.
Cause you've got so much potential,
if only you'd bloody try.

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