Bite
Me
Sometimes
I get into a funk
a mood
and it's bad!
If I call you a dick
It's only because your actions mirror my thoughts
If I'm short with my answers
to your increasingly annoying questions
take no offense
if you can
Your head doesn't taste that good anyway
Don't ask me what my problem is
It's not always about you
A little discipline
is all you need to appease me
Do what you must
and get the fuck out of my face
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