You Are Blocked

You say you’ll phone but never do

And then you do out of the blue

‘Cos with my head you like to screw

So I’d just like to say, ‘screw you’.

And if you think that I sound bitter

With all I choose to whine and twitter

I am no bitter bit of litter

But I am a bitter type of quitter

So when you call me months from now

To say your usual banal ciao

The call will simply not allow

The option for you to kow-tow

Yes that is right, you are blocked

My world no longer will be rocked

Belated pride has been restocked

My heart? Well that has been padlocked