Faux Amis

You little sh*t
You Manipulating Twit
The next time I see you,
I’ll split your f**king Lip.

You tried your luck,
She said NO you f**k.
This burnt like hell fire,
And it kinked your little wire.

Let’s stay friends she said,
You decided to deceive instead.
So was that your plan?
Get rid of the other man?

Well sorry little boy,
You have just f**ked with the devils toy.
Take your last breathe,
For I will be coming like the storm trooper of death.

You will no longer,
Manipulate another,
This I promise,
Her ex-Lover.