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.