Thorn In My Side

That man is definitely a thorn in my side, My anger I find I cannot hide, It just takes the sight of him then, To weasel himself under my skin. I have no choice, But to be irritated by the sound of his voice, That loves to hear himself speak, speak, speak, Asylum from him is what I seek. The sight of him gives me a rash, I see him coming I want to dash, Away from him as quick as I can, He is the world’s most aggravating man. I try to turn the other cheek, To find peace and be meek, And complete my work and go home, But his ego won’t leave me alone. I am mad he has this effect on me, I actually feel sorry for him you see, Because what makes him such a jerk, Is he has no life just misery here at work. Sometimes in life some people just don’t mix, A thing that you just can’t fix, It is something subconscious that isn’t right That grinds your teeth and wants to fight. King-Size Bull Crap Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Charles Messina 12/20/21