The Jerk

The boy is a jerk
Why can't he see
He's so slefish, spoiled
Says it's all about 'Me'

He knows it all
If you have a question ask
He'll give you an answer
With his know it all mask

You see he only sees
His own self and thinks
He walks around smiling
Like his sh** don't stink

Tough guy, beat 'em up
Thinks he can do all
Watch out here they come
To answer his call

Now hear the pavement
Of his skin screaming out
How can this happen
To the jerk who has no doubt




© Copyright 2004 Angie Krause. All rights reserved.

by Angie Krause

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