Sourpuss People
Sourpuss People
Sourpuss people are the opposite of sweet,
And can turn a sunny day into mincemeat.
Their smiles are forced and bitterly insincere,
Revealing no sense of humour or good cheer.
They sneer and wink and chatter behind your back,
And rain on your parade every chance they get.
Complaining and griping about this and that,
While arguing with nothing good to extract.
Their cold hearts are mean because they seek power,
And bully others like they’re chopped liver.
And though it’s wrong to get mad and retaliate,
Sometimes lines are drawn when there’s no other way.
It’s incorrect behaviour to fight with them,
Because others might not see the difference.
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