Who art thee;


Shall I compare thee to thine father?
Ye art more dumb, and bootless , but less Smart with thine love and laughter .
I feel sad, hurt and yea gloom, when I am around, near or yea talk to thee
For thy act so innocent but thou art very evil and reckless human being.

Sometimes too mean, sometimes too nice to be okay 
And oft it really tramples thee
But when I get up thou shall nay longer knock down thee.
It is enough with this nonsense for the day. 

But thou shall always be quite rude and dis-bothered
And ye shall always be a terrible human being nevertheless proper
Forever I don’t wanna see thee
For When I dost manage to see you I will turn away with disappointment and my life over again I’ll manage to receive!

For as long as men can breathe furthermore as long as thee can see
Ye art nay longer wanted and shall remain that way forever to thee.

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