giving attitude for no reason at all.
Going from nice to a heifer in seconds
revealing their inner bitch. Those fucking smoochers
annihilate my space with their shitty mood. Their calls
vibrate my peaceful mind
and I just stand there, help, and act kind.
Tip toe around the screaming heathens
insisting that they are rotten. Smile until
obnoxious heifer leaves: that’s the rule.
Nobody leaves empty handed unless they want to die: my rule.