She took my papaya.
Sickened by the favoritism bestowed
upon a selfish roommate for one day,
makes me angry that I could not
have that Papaya piece instead of she.
She always takes the melons, bitter
and water, and the oranges too
when people do not want theirs.
The one day I want papaya she
is offered it by my other roommate
and of course the Fat Pig always
says, “Yes I want it.”
Too bad for me, I guess.
I tell my other roommate that I am
angry at her for taking it.
Just then her best friend, our
roommate, comes out of his hiding
place where he has been listening.
So great, now he is going to tell
her for he loves to gossip.
Now I feel uncomfortable around
She and her best friend because
I don’t know if she knows yet
of my disgust of her fat assness.
I already told her I hate her singing
when I am trying to work
and she said “You hurt my feelings.”
Too bad you selfish Idiot.
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