Anger Poems I: Nursery Rants

You crazy bitch

You make me itch

I want to hit your head.

You make me cry

Oh please, just die

I really want you dead.

But first of all

I have to call

That I am always right.

I fell in deep

But you, asleep

Left me alone in plight.

You piece of shit

Didn't care a bit

So I just kept my calm.

Thought things were cool

But slap my drool

You had me in your palm.

Like marionettes

In stocking nets

You held my string up tight.

You tugged and pulled

You had me fooled

To make me think you're right.

But when my peers

Just laughed in tears

I knew what had been called.

'Cause you were wrong

You crappy thong

I wish you had been mauled.

But here you turn

The messy urn

And pour the sand on me.

I'm but a voice

But still your choice

Was 'ment me to a tree.

But then all saw

Your crazy flaw

Cassandra laughed her head.

My tears of joy

Caused you your ploy

That made your feelings red.

Time came to pass

Your silly ass

And all I thought was fine.

But there you went

You hit my vent

And really drew the line.

You dug your dike

And acted like

I really don't exist.

Well, fine by me

Though not my glee

To talk, I did resist.

But fate was wise

Its many tries

Did put us in one roof.

I learned from all

You had your fall

Don't want to catch your hoof.

So I did lay

All I could say

To bring the ball up top.

You little snooze

You made us lose

It turned into a flop.

Again I tried

I almost died

But all was not yet lost.

So I did yelp

And with some help

The journey, fin'lly crossed.

But you the down

Just kept your frown

And acted like a queen.

With glaring eyes

You win the prize

Like no one's ever seen.

You go around

Your head, a crown

With words for me like crap

You little whore

Right on my door

You're setting up a trap

But guess again

You little hen

I'm not some dumbass mule.

I will not care

A single hair

I also can be cruel.

Now I await

When all my hate

Will end as I have set

I have the cask

Now I just ask

Oh, will you just die yet?

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intro: for english class, we're required to write six poems.

since I have nothing to do with my life, and I need to rant on some people, I shall be ranting in poem. isn't that cool?

this is my first. I started things shallow.

try reciting it in a certain rhythm... almost like a nursery rhyme.

it'll sound funny. :D

so i plan to go darker from here on...

for my last blog, i'll just copy-paste a poem i made over the summer.

I never got to post it since it's really... umm... intense. and I didn't really feel like showing the world that other side at that time. but here's the avenue to do it...