What's It Got To Do With You Poem by Kelvin Rush

What's it got to do with you
The things I say and what I do
So what about the way I look
Who cares if you think I'm stuck up

I can't believe you spend your time
Wallowing in gossip and all the grime
Take a look in the mirror and see
There's no real difference in you or me

You must be a really sad old wife
With a boring husband and no sex life
Stupid and smelly and overweight
Lost and lonely sad and irate

Constantly nagging no sense of humour
Spreading gossip and the evil rumour
A nasty piece of broken art
Angry and shallow a soulless heart

If all you can do is pull people down
With your insults jibes and annoying frown
You may as well hibernate for everyone's sake
Go and lie down give the rest of us a break

I bet it was you who stuck a note
On my car windscreen that said and I quote
‘Do you know your road tax is out of date
Get it sorted now before it's too late'

I know it was you who stole my bin
And complained to the council about uncle Jim
And you also scratched my neighbours car
And threw the brick through my front door

Do you think I'm bothered when I see you stare
I don't really know you so why should I care
All I know is whatever I do
It's got nothing at all to do with you