Ode to a Pain in the arse…

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Ode to a Pain in the ass

Dear Flower

When you walk into the room, my IBS flares up

I stare at you from behind my coffee cup

you speak such shite

you have no wit…

Mrs Tact left you years ago

I’d love to see you stub yor toe.

Insincerity drips from your verse

You really are a pain in the arse…

Now, bugger off and let me be….

We’ll NEVER be friends…you wait and see…

love

Me

P.s had to get this off my chest……….

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