Stop Calling Me Poem by Donna Saphier

You call me miserable
You call me fat
You call me ugly
I can deal with that

You call me lazy
You call me old
You say I make
Your blood run cold

Why are you with me
I don't comprehend
You're driving me
Around the bend

Why do you do this
I do not know
I think it's time
That you did go

You would be lost without me
Cause I do everything, you see
You can not even make a brew
Or cook a pan of home made stew

You cannot iron
You cannot wash
I'm the one
Who makes you posh

Well I don't want you anymore
It's time you went out through that door
Now take your stuff
And don't come back

It about time you
Were on your Jack
No more name calling
Or putting me down

Or making me
Alway's wear a frown
I'm sick to death
I'm up to here

Now get your stuff

You're outta here