You’re such a jokester, jester, jerkster,
Trying your best to mimic the fool.
So caught up in your carrying on
You can’t see how my annoyance grows.
Perhaps your intent was initially thoughtful,
Wanting to lighten a burdensome load,
Meant to brighten a smile to my lips.
Doubtful, but possible I suppose.
But you are relentless, masochist central.
Back up the dump truck and unleash your load,
Leaving me neck deep in gravel and sand
Pitifully waiting for you to reload.
Now is a good time to give it a rest.
I’m just so tired of being abused.
You’ve done your worst and called it your best.
As for the rest –
We are not amused.
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