Jack
You reek of obnoxious arrogance
Born and bred from ignorance
I loathe you talking smack
To my face or behind my back
Certain phrases, you say
Are portrayed in such a way
Like nails on a chalkboard
With me, they strike a chord
My children repeat
My heart skips a beat
I take the heat
After you speak
With your sarcastic brand
Yet, unlucky hand
Like the smallest dog in the pack
Erect hair on his back
Sure, it sounds harsh
But heavy on my heart
I've lost much control
Of sentiments you stole
No, I don't hate you
But I'll never see past
Low blows I've accrued
From you showing your bottom
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