He lied but, nonetheless, he caught fire
In a most unbelievable way
Others have had their say, but now he gets to sit and twiddle his god awful thumbs
The rum & coke he took from me
And in more ways than one
His pages see the sun
Mine, no such light
Frightful just how heavily prepared some people truly are to step on forward, set fire to one such blasphemous lie
Motherfucker, he stole my favourite poem!!

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