Every time I see him
he annoys me so much.
He doesn't even have to talk to grate my nerves.
I just think
"go away and leave me the hell alone."
I can't even stand the thought of him.
The other week, I bought him a hat - £25
He said he'd pay me back,
but he hasn't.
So when I see him, I threaten,
"next time I see you, if you don't pay up
I'll kick your butt."
Agh, I hate him.
But last week, you know
he asked me 'round to his house,
I think he was trying to "get in" with me.
I said "erm, I don't think so...
1) you're ugly
2) you'e fat and
3) you have a girlfriend."
He is so annoying. I hate him.
(If anyone dare say the title doesn't fit with the poem, I have one reply...yes sweet dear [pat on your head])
**Maybe this should be in the love cat. but I like it here.
