Annoying (For Lack Of A Better Word) Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

I poke you with a stick
I see you’re not that happy
It was just a joke
I didn’t poke that hard

But I see that the damage is already done
Sorry
Sorry
I guess you’re not buyin’ and that’s kool
Trust me I ain’t lyin’ in this pool
I don’t go where I am not wanted
Unless I have nothing to do

I think I annoy you
Do I suga?
I think you don’t like me
Do you suga?
Would you tell me anyway
I don’t think you would

I am used to the glares you give me
I get em everyday of me life
I am used to the hateful words you are thinking
I’ve heard em more than twice
I’ll keep pushing your buttons though
If you don’t tell me what’s on your mind

I think I annoy you
Do I suga?
I think you don’t like me
I’m fairly certain
I think you are like my friend Katie once upon a time
I think I really don’t care
So tired of people being nice to my face
Then go and change
So tell me if I am annoying
Tell me if you don’t like me to much
Otherwise you are being plain rude
And I’ll keep doing this
*Pokes so-and-so with stick*