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How long will you lie there?
Just as a lazy bum;
As if you do not care,
Or being deaf and dumb.
Will you get out of bed?
Awake from your slumber;
Go get a job instead,
Please do not encumber.
You are in poverty,
Acting just like a tramp;
You a bandit I see,
A computer game scamp.
A bad scoundrel by trade,
Simply good-for-nothing;
Acting bold not afraid,
Happy with your plaything.
Wink your eye for a sign,
Point fingers stomp your foot;
Not your way you just whine,
Complaining no output.
You have a twisted mind,
While spreading conflict;
Not trying to be kind,
With pain that you afflict.
God hates arrogant eyes,
A mindful wicked plan;
A forked tongue that lies,
A mere shell of a man.
Copyright © 2014 Richard Newton Sherrer
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