There once was a well wisher
Kind of was a bully
So he thought
Of himself
...and Often
He did
Lately, he's become a little testy
Alot!
Competitive
Angry
Egocentrical
All!
Seems lately
He's angry with my wall
Where green gardens
Even threatened to kill
A mockingbird
I am not
His competition
His equal
Nor his friend or foe
Though sometimes it seems
This man
Lives in dreams
If you're accustomed
To, The Birds
You know, what I mean
Either way
He was the catfish
To me his game
I ran to you
And did not play
But this time
I'm wondering
If his intentions
Are not a game
Of the same?
Stay Away Bully!
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