Double; Double Full of Trouble

I often said to a person kind and polite
Fuck you and this world of shite
who would serve you with civil delight
Kill them all, leer; give them a fright.

Quiet, smart, with a kind heart
I am through with that part
Who likes poetry and art
Burn them all for a start.

Plenty of prospects and a degree
The future is all empty for me
Never drinks, yet drinks tea
From my hairy visage flee, flee!

A bachelor through and through
I am smarter than shitty you
Of love and humanities too
Fapping is what I want to do.

So with a smile I always politely ask
I'd rather be silent and wear a mask
Always happy and here for a task
In money and your blood I shall bask.

So when I seem the epitome of polite pride
You don't see my darker side
Which I hyde and hide
with asides and is snide
to which will be cired
'The Double!'