Joker

He hit him.
Then him sat in front of me,
To protect me from he,
Then he rambles on about how I’m no good,
And look at this –
No one has this,
And him growled and snarled because him saw the true he.
The lonely,
angry,
Two-faced he,
That chooses me out to blame for all of he’s misfortune.
Stupid he.

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