Author's Note: This is a poem written in Clary's point of view, after her initial meeting with Jace.
Golden Boy
You're a jerk,
a right selfish prick,
think you're so cool,
but you're really a dick.
Drink with the boys,
fail every class,
you're not so cool,
just a jackass.
So get off your high-horse,
stop acting so cold,
deflate your ego,
'cause you don't shit gold.
You're not any better,
people get hurt,
everyone has feelings,
don't treat 'em like dirt.
~Clary
So what do you think?
~Schyler J. Borne
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