He calls her his fucking bitch
Says she’s a whore and sucks his dick,
He tells her she is lucky to have him
But the truth is he’s a moron,
Who lacks any kind of respect,
Playing up to a role that he thinks makes him feel big,
He dictates the clothes that she should wear,
Made her dye her natural hair,
Because he thinks that blonds are sluttier
And her beats her, when he gets angry,
After a few to many beers
He hates blacks and states that he hates queers,
Such a nasty little man,
His character is such a sham,
He developed it from his love of rap music,
I don’t understand why it is that she would choose this
Dim witted, little pot head chav
Always got his hands on his gonads,
I guess it’s because it’s where he does his thinking,
Pot and beer is what you smell, he’s always fucking stinking,
Like his brain his attitude is shrinking and is minging.
But she follows him everywhere so close in toe
Because he’s convinced her of something she obviously doesn’t know,
That she could do so much better than him
But of herself she needs to start respecting,
And be that powerful strong feminine soul that she can be,
If only she can start to believe,
And walk away from the little boy mentality,
With his pot head, drinking chav toxicity.
fauxcroft 
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