The Plagerist

Your a plageristic son of a dog! I once said to this guy. Every thought that comes out of your head, Is nothing but a lie. The day that you decided, To try and steal my words. That's the day you changed from a man, Into a pile of turds. If that was your feeble attempt at humour? Then sir I am not amused. You signed your name under my words. I feel violated and abused. My first and foremost instinct, Is to punch you in the head. But I have decided it's better, Wishing you were dead. When you said you didn't mean it, Well then that is just a shame. Because when you signed the bottom, You misspelled my name.