My Landlord Wrote A Poem


My landlord wrote a poem,
About how I’m the worst,
I’ve managed to hold my tongue,
My swear vault filled to burst.

I don’t care what religion,
You’ve failed to understand,
Thoughts don’t make you Christian,
Only actions can.

Comments on my life,
Comments of derision,
How can you torment me,
With your indecision?

So, no, I didn’t read it,
I didn’t have the time,
I doubt I really missed much,
Shit probably didn’t rhyme…