I don't like you.
I tried.
I really did.
I just don't like you
You're bubbly and cheery;
And you make for a good laugh;
And hanging out is just a hoot a half.
But I don't like you.
You're strong and self assured
Like your own independent state
And it makes me doubtful
About the stuff I have on my own plate.
So I don't like you.
I'm not a quitter.
In fact, I'm quite the opposite.
I push and pull and tug at things
And bend them until I make them fit.
But with you
I find I can't budge shit;
And I'm forced to throw in the towel
And admit I can't do it.
So I don't like you.
Sam I am
I don't like you.
So pout and cry
and do your do
But know that whatever you pull
This will always be true:
I don't like you.
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