I hate you "MoM"
Why do we have to live here?
Your like brain damaged & you don't even drink beer.
Why are you so mental?
You continue to pay for this piece of shit rental.
The kitchen sink & refrigerator leaks.
Just like your bladder the toilet you can't reach.
The bathroom sink is clogged with sasquatch hair.
But you don't seem to give a fuck or even care.
For 10 years the toilet hasn't flushed.
Your hair is never washed or brushed.
You love the filth & stench.
You are a crazy wench.
You smell like the bums on a park bench.
Everything is broke.
Your life as a slob is a joke.
I wish you would die & croak.
Your a miserable old bitch.
A backstabbing, two faced, heartless witch.
Does your life have an off switch?
© Harmony Sapphire.All rights reserved
(You have to know her to hate her.)
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