To talk of me like that
so honest and brave, I admire
my grades and scores and
last but not least my looks
formers fair and the latter not
quite impressive was your frankness
piercing the painful reality
I'll give you that.
And may I speak, sir?
Right behind me were you
flattering me with your ugly language
not knowing
in fact you are way behind
Those things you mentioned
aye, important things
not any better you
when rarely facing me you
with decietful politeness ignore
me and butcher any language on
your tongue
which will forever stay
there behind
with your beautiful manner
and foul breath
no longer reaching any other
except your kind
equally as-
Pardon me now, sir
May I leave you there?
Though I do not need your permission
I am quite polite, sir.
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Yes, I am a little bit irritated. Eighteen-year-old girls do care a lot about how they look. With this I will forget, for it's not worth my attention. Yet as I said, I hope he just stays there.
