lived a little bastard Timothy McFeet.
My mother thought he was adorable, my dad said he was rather slick.
I on the other hand, thought he was a dick.
He liked to pull my pony tail, and call me all sorts of names.
So, one day I beat the hell out of him and left him bloody and maimed.
That was back in grade school when we were just wee tots.
Now we are in high school and damn that boy is hot.
I tried to get his attention, he completely ignored me.
I even danced in front him in just my red g-string.
He still remembered cleary what I had done to him.
Now he runs away from me, the boy that's known as Tim.
Now he is with Sarah as plain as plain can be.
I am now married to a dick at the age of twenty-three.
Sarah has mansion and awesome frickin car.
I am now living in this god damn tailer park.
The moral of this story, for there is one I swear.
Is never underestimate the dick who is the son of billionaires.