I’ve been waiting here for at least two hours
I’ve disposed of the chocolates and the wilted flowers
I knew you wouldn’t turn up you’ve done it before
I’m a gluten for punishment I hate you Jenny Moore!
Just because you’re Gorgeous and Six Foot Three
The double of Cindy Crawford with a master’s degree
That doesn’t mean you can lie and treat me like dirt
I’ve had enough Jenny Moore I’m sick of being hurt!
You always strut around without care or affection
Looking in the mirror all day admiring your reflection
Spending people’s money on designer shoes and clothes
Flaunting your fake breasts and your million pound nose.
You’re always on the phone stringing someone else along
Another helpless victim falling for the same old song
Buying friends on Facebook bragging how popular you are
It’s quite pathetic you’re not that magnetic
I hate you Jenny Moore!
You’re a slapper and a user a shallow arrogant bitch
A sticky cunning scarlet a rancid horrible witch
My mother said I shouldn’t get involved
She knew what you were like
I’ll never call you again Jenny Moore
Good riddance! and good night!
© Kelvin Rush