Get Out of My House You Bum!!

(This is a fictional poem) My rotten brother-in-law has been sleeping on my couch for six months. It's not pleasing to live in the same house with a dunce. He could move out if he was earning income. But he hasn't looked for a job even once because he's a bum. He dropped out of school in the third grade when he was seventeen. He's the biggest dumbass I've ever seen. With his amount of education, he could easily get a job at Burger King. If he comes back without a job again, his ### is going to be in a sling. He thinks he's earning his keep because he's cooking our meals. But when I eat, I get a mouthful of hair because he's going bald and it makes me very ill. He leaves his clothes laying all around, he's a slob. I'll go to jail for murder if that bum doesn't get a job.