Get out of my house you bum!!

My rotten brother-in-law has been sleeping on my couch for six months.

It's not pleasing to live in the same house with a dunce.

He could move out if he was earning income.

But he hasn't looked for a job even once because he's a bum.

He dropped out of school in the third grade when he was seventeen.

He's the biggest dumbass I've ever seen.

With his amount of education, he could easily get a job at Burger King.

If he comes back without a job again, his ass is going to be in a sling.

He thinks he's earning his keep because he's cooking our meals.

But when I eat, I get a mouthful of hair because he's going bald and it makes me very ill.

He leaves his clothes laying all around, he's a slob.

I'll go to jail for murder if that bum doesn't get a job.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem

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