'Not Too Interested' Poem by Linda Winchell

I'm not too interested, in who you are any more!
Seems you've become, what I see, as a liar and bore!

Your words make no sense, they're just, gobbley gook!
Think I would rather be reading, a childs Doctors, what-it's name book!

You tell me of this, then you tell me of that!
you make no sense at all, to wherever, it is that you're at!

I've tried as hard, as hard as I could!
But I still couldn't make out, a word, if mis-understood!

Take it from me, a scholar your NOT!
And you've seemed to have forgotten, all you ever had got!

A friendship is made of having, honesty and trusts!
And you my past acquaintance, had none of these have musts!

So, 'Sylvie', to you I say, whomever you are, today in your way!
For I'd much rather spend it , far away for today!