No more Mr Nice Guy

I seriously haven't told,
enough people to Fuck off.
I avoid the issue..

They absorb my nice..
till I'm limp.
Like a biscuit..
bottom of the barrel I rumble..

Biscuits can snap back..
Brandy Snaps .
Viennese Whirls,
and a crack in
the Ginger Nuts .

from now on..
that's how the cookie crumbles