You don’t need to be here

You don’t need to be here,

I won’t miss you for real.

Stay out of my sight,

my life and my pride.

Your sermons make me seethe.

Begone and let me breathe.

I can see through your fibs,

the sly goads and the cribs.

Could you do me a favor?

Churn me out of your matter.

You don’t need to be here.

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