Bottom Line
Stop coming around with that worn out line;
I don’t want you around me or mine.
I don’t even want to see your face;
You are nothing but a disgrace.
You’re a loser and slob;
You can’t even keep a minimum wage job.
You are nothing to me;
But, heartache and misery.
I have better things to do;
And, they don’t include you.
So, don’t stand there and whine;
You’ve been informed of the bottom line.
Copyright © Lindsay Gee | Year Posted 2008
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