4 July 2012
Dear Mr. Pervert,
When I first met you,
You seemed like such a nice guy.
I feel like a moron for not knowing what was going on inside.
It's pretty obvious,
You're totally obsessed,
I can tell by the way that you stare at my breasts.
And every time I walk past,
You just can't seem to help get a glimpse at my ass.
Sometimes I feel sad,
Because you were kind of born that way.
But to do the things you do,
Well that's just not ok.
Please never write poetry,
Who knows what you will find,
In that creepy and utterly twisted, pervy little mind.
You truly are a sicko,
That's something you've clearly shown.
Please stop being such a flirt,
AND LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE.
Sincerely,
Me
Dear Mr. Pervert, (A message to all perverts) • Opuss № I