ANNOYANCE IS HIS MIDDLE NAME

Annoy, annoy, annoy,
Giant man that you are,
Your annoyance is as bountiful as your belly,
Full of irritation and disregard to all,
Your brain is bigger than a speck of sand,
Science proves that to be true,
So please use a tiny, tiny percentage
Of your less than spectacular noggin,
To think of others and be kind to some,
Not all - oh no, I'm not crazy,
For I know kindness to all would be the death of you,
Which for some is a prayer answered,
Such as the driver you ran off the road,
With such fury and self-righteousness,
Or the poor little man behind the store counter,
Not understanding the gibberish coming out of your sputtering mouth,
Or the woe begone significant other,
Who constantly is reminded of a poor decision,
For "til death do us part," is a hideous omen,
One that should never be taken lightly,
But alas, mistakes are hard lessons to learn,
And with one life to live,
The Unfortunate will suffer,
Unlike the ANNOYING person next to me.