A Poem

  • (It may not be done.)

     

    If you did it just to tell on me
    And you know it's just a lie
    You weren't really real to begin with
    I just made you up, to aim you at your manager
    I just made you up, to aim you at your manager
    And if you bring your criminal record into it
    And think it's really not that fair
    Now we know why
    Now we know why
    Things are just as dumb on the inside
    I just made you retarded, to hurt yourself
    I just made you retarded, to hurt yourself
    You seemed to be a monkey 
    Or a homeless person, is there a difference?
    And I knew it was something bad
    Because monkeys don't know language
    And homeless people are numb to legal standards
    And now you know why
    And now you know why
    You make your money by stalking people better than you