What I’ve done before,
He’s did twice,
God what a bore,
Let’s throw a dice.
If you’ve got one,
He’ll have two,
You’re having fun,
How dare you.
Everything I’ve got,
He’s thrown away,
I say you’ve not,
It causes affray.
He loves to taunt,
Show off his wares,
When he goes for a jaunt,
His soul he bares.
Whatever I buy,
He follows suit,
This he’ll deny,
Then he’ll dispute.
It’s all a game,
To people like him,
They feel no shame,
They buy on a whim.
They actually believe,
Superiority rules,
The deceit they weave,
Exposes them as fools.
Everything I do,
He’s done it better,
Yes it’s all true,
So I sent him a letter.
No it wasn’t a gimmick,
He is easily led,
My plan he’d mimic,
‘’ He Was Told I Was Dead ‘’
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem