What nerve you've got, I must say,
You fill me with rage each and every day!
Why must you torment me so with your ceaseless bothers,
And steal my time away? You little robber!
What have I ever done to deserve such a fate?
According to you, I've done much, as your actions demonstrate.
I couldn't bear another moment with you.
Just leave me now, and let me stew.
You've done it before, you're doing it now, how rude!
Don't you ever again try to break my bad mood!
I like this poem!!
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