The Customer Service of the Sonnet Man

Honestly, I admit that I hate you With every fiber of my being, Because, no matter what I try to do, My efforts are not what you are seeing. I have to tell you that you are the most Arrogant, obnoxious, self-absorbed wretch, Who has no character of which to boast, Which has been proven through this game of fetch. You are entertained by your own rudeness, Thus making yourself look quite pathetic. And, adding that element of crudeness, Provides an unattractive aesthetic. I said all of this to "secure 'a win,'" And now I must say, "Thank you, come again!"