Sometimes....
I get a twitching in the eye
It happens when I try to lie.
And so when to you these words I tend
That we will always be good friends...
I truly mean it from the heart -
Like when I say 'I did not fart!'.
'Cause even though the stink is high
And all around me point & cry,
'Your eye! Your eye! Your twitching eye!
It tells us that you've told a lie!',
I still blush & go quite red -
With this truth inside my head...
That we're not friends you little fuck,
Not since, on me, you sprayed your muck.
Yes....your shit, it had no end,
You drove me nearly round the bend.
So, now, Adieu! This is farewell.
I leave you to your private Hell...
For life's now sweet - it feel so good
To see the space where you once stood,
All empty now. Thank fuck for that!
Don't ever think of coming back.
