Drunken Mayonnaise

You can't outsmart me

I'm much too quick

constant hypocrisy

and roaring your point

Communication is mangled

You sing to me when you're drunk

and I smile under the

covers

It's these rare occasions

that make us equal

While I'm on your level,

you cannot be better than me

An angry little kid,

sloshing around, screaming

If I had acted

the way you did

I'd never hear the end

of it.

I'm too nice. I put up with too much.

When you're screaming

in my face, then kissing

my mouth,

It's hard to take you

seriously and

not just an

obnoxious little boy

It's hard to live

with you

when I don't even

know you.






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