Do You Feel Better About Yourself Now

Oh you are so clever,
That cutting tongue so devious,
My rep damaged forever,
Your funny and so humerous.

Such geniune witt,
Such pinnache such flair,
Your a total git,
And I really couldn't care.

You make your assumption,
And add your prejudice,
Delivery with gumption,
"I dont wear a dress!"

Such commendable humour,
Such style such grace,
Your just a verbal tumor,
I spit in your face.

Your insecurity externalised,
Bolstered by your denial,
Your idiology crystalised,
eFriends you try to beguil.

Such manlyness you parade,
Such boldness such heterosexuality,
Your mentally delayed,
You have a fucked up mentality.

You thought this was a mans game,
Yet I turn out better than you,
I make your output look quite lame,
Leaving you nothing else to do.

So insult me quick,
Say I have a dick,
Call me a prick,
Say women I lick.

Just dont accept,
You where beaten by a girl.