Dear Mr. hypocrite, who i most despise
criticizing others for your also doing.
when will your're stupidity stop brewing,
and you become wise?
you can't be blamed for doing wrong.
yet you do to others,
like a repeating song
So, Mr. hypocrite and your ludicrous ways,
will you always be belligerent throughout all your days?
i hope one day you'll see, because not all things that come
always stay
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