Ode to Rafie

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This is a poem about someone I wish would just fall off the face of the Earth. He is rude and mean and makes everyone around him feel self conscience. This is for you Rafael...

Submitted: May 17, 2012

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You seemed like a pretty nice guy

But isn’t that funny how you’re the total opposite?

You are a real asshole,

And that’s an insult to every single ass out there.

You go around playing games,

The same game with every girl.

You talk, become friends, say you love her

How can you love her?

We are 14 years old, we don’t know love.

You talk to her all the time,

Complimenting her, making her feel special

But the thing is, she is only going to be special to you for a minute.

Tomorrow you won’t care about her

Just because she didn’t feel the same way.

So what do you do now?

You do the same thing to her best friend.

No wonder every single girl hates your guts.

You changed.

You either love someone, or you hate them,

No in between.

And you run like a drunk dinosaur,

Retarded and stupid.

And you need to get a razor

Because your unibrow and mustache can almost tie bows.

 You think you’re so much better than everyone else,

But you’re not.

You have no friends,

No true friends that actually like you.

They all just pretend to like you so you don’t bite their heads off.

And you lie,

Everything that comes from your little Venezuelan mouth is a lie.

You say you never said the things you said,

But the messages are on my phone as proof.

You say you never loved her at all,

But everyone knows you did.

You think daddy can buy you your way through life,

I’m sorry but daddy can’t buy you anything but material things.

So go and leave,

Move to Belgium,

Not like I care anymore.

I wish I never had to see you again,

Truthfully,

You make me want to puke up babies.

But that’s mean to babies so,

I hope you live a happy life,

I am so sorry for your future wife,

That poor woman with such low standards.

Well this is just for you,

Bye.


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