Woe unto you ole foolish man
You have stepped on my dignity
You've ruined my plans.

The sun comes out
And you walk about
But you never really go anywhere

I met you on that dating site
The one whose name is not quite right
You were lonely, in despair

I thought you might be interesting
Thought you might have a good story
How wrong I was, and now I'm sorry

Incontinuity - a specialty of yours
Is actually continuous and causes our wars
A truce!  You say, without reservation

I stare into space and sit with a blank face
Weary of this space and tired of this race
I resign to resign from this without hesitation

Woe unto you ole foolish man
You have stepped on my dignity
You've ruined my plans.