This poem is by my dear cousin. It's about a guy she claims she doesn't like.. *wink wink*
"My Hate for Thee"
How my hate for thee
Can only be described
In words worse than pee,
Wouldn't like him even if bribed,
I couldn't bear
To see his face
Or even his stare.
In his case
I can only be
As nice as the sting
Of an aggravated bee.
Then I heard the ring
Of the inevitable phone.
I can't even stand his voices tone.
