Poem: Mardy Git.

Mardy Git.

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For the things I just said

I’m not sorry one bit,

You are just a sad loser

A real mardy git.

You kept strutting your stuff

An’ you tret me like shit

You’re a blot on my life

Just a bloody big zit.

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2 Responses to “Poem: Mardy Git.”

  1. Algernon says:

    He seems a shit,
    Your Mardy Git;
    But, oh why,
    Did the guy,
    First seem a hit?

    Algernon.

    • Jaksie says:

      Your response was a hoot
      And quite clever to boot,
      Tho’ the sentiment written -
      Wasn’t me who was smitten!
      But my girlfriends get mad
      If their judgement is bad
      And the chap that they choose
      Is more fond of his booze.

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