He always argues and protests.
It's simply just what he does best.
He lives each day like a hate fest.
Like he's the master, we're the guest.
With little work and lots of rest.
People's paitence he does test.
Not an ounce of vigor or zest.
You'd better not upset him, lest...
He will remain an awful pest.
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Poetry About Life
PoetryI've been inspired by a close friend who also writes poetry about her life experiences. Granted, my poetry won't be as good as hers, but here goes.
