Stop me if you've heard
ENOUGH!
The story sucks,
the arc's unjust, the
endless seamy characters
have all gone off their
arachters, the whole
authoreal tone
and sass
has bit you in
your lofty,
salty ass well,
WAIT.
I told you
to stop me enough,
didn't I? Let's call it
"off." A bad note
pasted in, cocked
you in the eye.
A poor personal taste
play, an escape ploy
with no refunds:
No fuss no muss
no fault no wuss
no busted trust,
no big red omnibus
for you to toss yourself
from topwise and to the back,
(CRACK!) just to prove how
wrong
you got in,
up and on. It's YOU!
The right customer
for the win!
By and by if you try
again: throw the book at a
wall! It will crash open signed
and to you, dear y'all, and
if you squint your eyes,
you might just find your
spot
In the wrong audience,
whether liking or not.
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