Little Miss Misery
Misery loves company?
Indeed little miss does
You can't be happy so neither can I,
Though I refuse to give you that satisfaction,
REFUSE.
Your way or the highway huh?
It's about 5 miles to the nearest one,
Get walking
I'm done dealing with your childish ways
Compromise?
Ever heard the word?
Little miss misery, loves forced company.
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