The Filthy One
It was silly freaky day when I met you,
I was chatty enough and you’re out of the blue.
You were impressed when I just talked,
You picked me up and got a lucky spot
Sorry to say but I’m your worst,
I’m your evil who’ll give you one big burst.
You wear purple dress in your plump shape,
You’re fond in making gossips and trying it to escape.
You drag our names and defy everyone’s poise,
Haven’t you heard those voices in state of noise?
I don’t know if you are just trying to be blind,
Seeing those people hating you is so much bind.
I so admit that I’m too mucky with my words,
Don’t like you that much because of your fake boards.
Hate me, love me? Well that so fine!
Befriending you is so out of my line.
Dirty cheating liars are so like you,
Seeing you walking is such an outrageous view.
Have you heard about the wicked words “magic wand”?
Nah! It’s ne’er going to work because you’re a filthy one.
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