Just your presence,
I can not bare.
When I see your face,
it sets off a flare.
You make me want to
throw myself down a flight of stairs.
Oh, I don’t understand
why you don’t care.
It’s like your brain cells,
which are oh so rare,
don’t know a thing.
They are so unaware.
And I know you might ask,
but no, we are not pears.
So have a nice life,
and take care.
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