a villianelle
(screw iambic pentameter)
Hot Snot
When you prove me wrong, you think you?re hot snot
with your research and sources and web links at hand.
You?re just cold boogers, I say, and you?re not
Today?s Einstein or Freud, though you thought
your tricks would all leave me dumb ala ? kazammed.
When you prove me wrong, you think you?re hot snot,
And leave me so mad I just want you to rot!
I?ve tried to fight back, to prove I?m right and
?You?re just cold boogers,? I say, but you?re not
paying any attention to me ? I caught
Your look away, bored, or confused at my stand.
When you prove me wrong, you think you?re hot snot?
And ugh! This frustration! Like always we?ve fought,
You argue much better, your words come as planned.
You?re just cold boogers, I say, but you?re not
the one needs to be humbled ? you?re all I?ve got
keeping brainy me?s ego from getting too grand.
You prove me wrong and you think you?re hot snot,
You?re just cold boogers, I say? (though you?re not).
alas, mea culpa
Hot snot
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