"You Rotten, Low-Down Jerk"

I gave you all the love I had;
I gave my heart and soul.
And all I ever got from you;
Was, you told me where to go.

You're a low-down, rotten, filthy jerk;
And at that, I'm being mild.
I compare you to a pile of crap;
It's just that you're higher piled!

If I never see your face again;
It would really suit me fine.
Unless it's peeking through a noose;
At the end of a hunk of twine.

If that voice in your brain says I'm bitter;
And your thoughts say I am mad;
Then I guess it's safe for me to say;
Their the only true thoughts you've ever had!

So, kindly stay away from me;
Never cross my path again.
Cause if you do, we will throw down;
And I guarantee, I'll win!

©2004 Betty Hawkins
(All Rights Reserved)