©2008 Dave Clegg
Some People!
They steal your parking space,
Then, laugh right in your face.
They’re why you carry mace.
They wrench your lug nuts loose,
Put ex-lax in your juice,
To derail your caboose.
Some People!
Turn bogies into pars.
Promise you the stars,
Then act like you’re from Mars.
They keep the stuff they find,
In fact, they’ll rob you blind,
They ought to be confined.
Some People!
They smash your new mailbox,
Put pebbles in your sox,
And give you chicken pox.
They go when it’s your turn,
Fiddle while your burn,
Have affairs with their intern.
Some People!
They deny what they just saw,
Point out your every flaw,
Then, punch you in the jaw.
They syphon all your gas,
Refuse to let you pass,
Cut donuts in your grass.
Some People!
They’re vulgar and uncouth,
They eat your Baby Ruth,
Go twice to the voting booth.
They break into your house,
Blow kisses to your spouse,
Throw eggs at Mickey Mouse.
Some People!
They buy things in excess,
Is that ten items or less?
They smile and answer, “Yes.”
They devise a cruel hoax,
Make you the butt of jokes,
Think rules are for other folks.
Some People,
They leave you in the mire,
Puncture your spare tire,
Snuff out your campfire,
They’ll flash you a moon,
Get you out of tune,
Pop your kid’s balloon.
Some People!
Make fun of your decor,
Track mud across your floor,
Put dings in your car door.
They say, “Thou shalt not sin.”
And act like your best friend.
But they’ll screw you in the end.
Some People!
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