A Poem

I hate dickheads
I hate them a whole bunch
When a dickhead talks to me
I want to toss my lunch

Dickheads make me angry
They really harsh my chi
It makes me smile inside
To picture dousing them with pee

I just don't like you, dickheads
Perhaps it mightn't be so
If only you could help yourself
From being choads who blow

I'm sorry, all you dickheads
I guess I don't blame you
If I sucked such fat balls in life
I'd be a dickhead too