Wonder what thought went in creating!
Naught is the purpose in breathing,
see only crowds around,
blind people with eyes are found,
they know not to open their eyes,
they catch not the catch life sighs,
only a disgrace to the human race,
hide their sores behind the lace.
Pretty they are and they look fine,
inside they are dirtier than a swine,
does the creator charge a fine?,
it's all and all is mine,
think i care you dare to rhyme?,
you are not worth a dime,
up and over is your time!,
go and cover your copy with lines.