You don’t care what they say,
You don’t care to listen.
The end it came today
- The end of all ambition.
Socially retarded,
The dreams that you discarded;
But we didn’t have to stay.
Now we know we were statistics,
Here’s more twisted nihilistic.
Kid for you to betray.
New children play, in your spaces
A few years gone, and a few more faces
Five hundred minds - with the same thought:
Sitting here, it all comes to nought.
They spent our money to preserve the image,
From cattle taxes they take they pillage.
Here’s a few words they don’t use in English Literature:
Fuck You Bitch
Author notes
I kept the original title of this poem. Basically I wrote the original about two or three years ago when I thought I could write poetry. So In about ten minutes I gutted the original poem, put some peppers in it and added the the words 'fuck you' to the end.
If you didn't get it (hey, no problem) it's about my secondary school headmistress.
Fun times x D Hahahahaha!!!!!
What did you think
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Brilliant xD and you nailed both Rhyme and Rhythm, not always easy while retaining a message (and you're yells loud and strong). Especially like the background, threw me for a moment
Thank you for writing, it was a pleasure to read 
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God I wanna write a poem like this and send it to the A2 science teachers at college. In fact, that's exactly what you should do. Jesse(tt) your poems are like orgasms for the ears. I have no suggestions to improve this poem but please do genuinely offed someone with it one day. It would make me so so proud. Brilliant title, great last line, delicious sandwich filling in the middle. Now let's go and throw bricks at people we dislike! Lego bricks.
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Haha I love you Naomi! I need to write something new but I'm doing Ucas... : (
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