Like a Night Club in the morning, you’re the bitter end. nLike a recently disinfected shit-house, you’re clean round the bend. nYou give me the horrorsntoo bad to be true nAll of my tomorrow’snare lousy coz of you. nYou put the Shat in ShatternPut the Pain in SpainnYour germs are splattered aboutnYour face is just a stain nnYou’re certainly no raver, commonly known as a drag.nDo us all a favour, here... wear this polythene bag. nnYou’re like a dose of scabies,nI’ve got you under my skin.nYou make life a fairy tale... Grimm! nnPeople mention murder, the moment you arrive.nI’d consider killing you if I thought you were alive.nYou’ve got this slippery quality,nit makes me think of phlegm,nand a dual personalitynI hate both of them. nnYour bad breath, vamps disease, destruction, and decay.nPlease, please, please, please, take yourself away.nLike a death a birthday party,nyou ruin all the fun.nLike a sucked and spat our smartie,nyou’re no use to anyone.nLike the shadow of the guillotinenon a dead consumptive’s face.nSpeaking as an outsider,nwhat do you think of the human race nnYou went to a progressive psychiatrist.nHe recommended suicide...nbefore scratching your bad name off his list,nand pointing the way outside. nnYou hear laughter breaking through, it makes you want to fart.nYou’re heading for a breakdown,nbetter pull yourself apart. nnYour dirty name gets passed about when something goes amiss.nYour attitudes are platitudes,njust make me wanna piss. nnWhat kind of creature bore younWas is some kind of batnThey can’t find a good word for you,nbut I can... nTwat.