Grip
I hate him
He angers me
I wish he'd die as quick
My feelings
he's angered
are just as real as wit
I know him
He's someone
Someone else I'd quip
He's horrible
He's always
someone else I'd flip
I'll never
No-never
see him as I rip
No never
I'll never
forgive what I can't grip
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