sometimes you are a mean boy causing a ruckus just for fun using language that would appall a nun and killing everyone's joy
your secret alt was so very coy i played some games with it -- not a ton but congrats on that bronze trophy you just won next to gold though it looks like a cheap toy
i hope one day you'll be my friend under all your insults you seem nice maybe you're just hiding from real life
now this poem's coming to its end i'm gonna go make lunch soon, probably rice and become a good housewife
