Always on the wrong foot
From the wrong side of the bed
Will preach a vitriolic gripe
Spout comments better left unsaid
In a scratchy broken record rut
Repeating what remains behind
To leave you reeling with the feeling
How slight the sleight side is defined
A remorseless table turner
Sham double-dealing underhand
To mock eschew your point of view
Then leave you legless where you stand
For them, it’s not the argument
Nor hot pursuit of how things are
But dagger jabs and poison stabs
Sharp retorts that leave a scar
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