There is a word I’ve never used
(Perhaps abridged, but never entire.)
Your fiction-fed memory, shows you’re confused.
you STILL have to prove, that you’re not a LIAR.
So if my insistence on outing your bull
is something you feel is derived from “psychosIs”?
You must talk from your ass, but I fear it is full,
which explains my abhorrence. Is that halitosis?
It’s funny how blame shifting just makes things worse,
and I’m sure your frustration with me is a curse,
but we all know the truth, it’s not me who’s the pest.
It’s the dough-ball who lied, that’s the one who’s obsessed.
Obsessed with their ego, and loathe to admit
an unqualified plaeb has shown, you’re full of shit.
Oh I bet when you look back at that dumb mistake,
it grieves you with each vain denial you make.
Rest assured, you can’t win, I’ll protest every day.
Just own up to your sin, it can all go away…..?
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