It used to bother me when petty fools
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would call my love a bitch,
then I'd watch her take them to school
and I'd no longer need to scratch that itch
to remind self-important hacks
with not a drop of talent to spare
that I'd not missed their juvenile cracks
and my lover's thoughts I share.
So don't think that I'm silent
because i might agree
it's only that my temper's violent
when you insult what belongs to me.
So I'll keep my counsel internal
and keep my comments civil
cause my insticts are a bit infernal
and your complaints are not but drivel
She needs no valiant prince to save
no armored gallant knight
to deal with such surly knaves
because in the end she know's she's right.
Smile if you're stupid,
laugh if you understand.