jessyjames Porter Poet Rhyme

THAT GUY

Here comes that guy, he gets under my skin,
well I don’t even know just where to begin.
 All he talks about is God, how boring can that be,
it seems like he wants to hang out with me.
 We have nothing in common, to even talk about,
the more he speaks the more I want to shout!
 I try and change the conversation, it just don’t work,
doesn’t he know he is really being a jerk?
 That gets old fast doesn’t he have anything else to say?
I wish he would hurry up and scurry away!
Constantly on and on, all about God, you see,
oh this man is really starting to get to me.
 He really does me no wrong, it’s how he makes me feel,
just his presence seems to be so surreal.
 I mean who just talks about God, I’m asking you,
do you know anyone like this, what would you do?
 They have been very polite, helpful, and caring you see,
it’s just all about God, ain’t for me.
 He has done nothing wrong to me at all I say,
when he comes around I want him to go away.
  When he is gone, ya know what bothers me the most?
I think he said, it was called, the Holy Ghost……

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