Fuck You Poem

You said you'd love me
But you won't
You think I'll stand for it
Well, I won't
So, fuck you, you piece of poo
Like a piece of crap I can't get off my shoe
I'll laugh as you gasp and sputter
Trying to take a breath
I'll throw your body into the gutter
After your painful death
As your body falls, I will rise
Tears of joy shall stream from my eyes
As your body is slowly being eaten by flies
But no one will go to your funeral
Because you SUCKED as I recall

- Written by Devan Daly, 1985