The Prize

Hey, I'm glad you're here!
Sit down. Want a beer?
Don't get comfortable 'cause this won't take a while.

I'll make this short and sweet.
I'm tired of being discreet.
Got real sick of living in denial.

We've been together for a bit,
But I'm sick of your shit.
I think it's 'bout time you hit the road.

This is something I won't regret.
Oh now, honey, don't you fret.
Hey hey, now where'd that smile go?

At what point does it get to be
Less about you, more about me?
When do I get to be first for a change?

I'll no longer play second best
'Cause I know I'm better than the rest.
Thought I was stupid? Boy, you're deranged!

You've been living an illusion.
You're stuck in the delusion
That I'm not wise to your tricks,

But I see right through you,
And now I say, "Screw you."
'Cause you only think with the head of your dick.

Don't think I don't know.
Baby, I ain't that slow.
I've seen down where this road leads.

Don't say it ain't true.
You fucked "you know who".
What you don't know is that she is diseased.

Don't look so surprised
And widen your eyes,
Like you can't believe what I say.

You squirted. She blurted.
But don't think I've been "hurted",
'Cause you just weren't that good anyway.

So now finish your beer.
I don't want you here.
No no, please don't be begging for me.

I'm finished. I'm done.
Congrats, babe! You've won
The prize that burns when you pee!

This was a fun little poem that sneaked into my head one day while I was cleaning the house. I know some people who have been cheated on and thought it'd be great if, as revenge, they ended up getting an STD.