you really make me laugh with all these stupid games you play. It's like you sit and think of ways to ruin all my days. Don't you have a husband? yes, I know that he is dim, but just leave me alone, and pull this childish shit with him. Maybe you're just bored, perhaps go find something to do, as long as it's not writing, cause' you're poetry is poo.
© Richie Croteau