I don't approve of your way
Of anything you did, you've done, you will.
I hate you more and more,
This hating really irritates me.
Your books will not be read,
Neither by them, nor me.
I want you to understand
To stop that being yourself
I find it reprehensible.
I want you to shut the door,
Which has been keeping us apart
I want you you to kill me no more
You're small, too small to be
Near me, dear.
The rhyme is hardly to be found here,
I just can't approve of your way
I'm not the one I used to be
Your ways, your words have been thrown
Into the coffin I had drugged
When it all was about to start