Steroids

You’ve got roids 
I wouldn’t use that
make you annoyed 
why choose that

You think you’re better
as you get bigger
bulging with water 
oh what a blinger 

You’re as strong as before 
and clearly less clever 
now a coward been hypnotised 
lack power when hit the guys

Appearing bigger and thick
as you square up all slick 
yet fail to figure quick 
as you carry on long lip

Go on then give him a lick 
he's scared he's quiet 
with muscles real no trick
powerful to scar in a riot 
punch after punch felt
lose the tussle fluid muscle
block out you're disillusional
definitely a deluded fool
those steroids look a weasel 
no pause the paws pummel
lack strength and crumble
now you're done for

Using roids like a puss cat
stop and you deflate flat
a pathetic boy and just that
the beaten fighter looks a prat

Pick on real men you get beat 
boys on steroids are mentally weak

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Beata Agustin

Date: 4/21/2023 7:05:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, may I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.