Your Rerun Is Not Fun

::this poem is me venting from a happening on this site, it is not directed at anyone in particular, but if you think it's directed at you then it probably is::

love poem sad poem, that's all I see from you
I'm finished reading, I'm done, I'm finally through

will he this?, will he that?, I'm tired of the same show
you're predictable, is there anything else you know?

your life is one big sad love poem replaying on us
why can't you knock it off, why don't you trust?

when others try to help and correct you
you get mad and your messages spew

I'm through with your love poem mania it's so old
writing the same old stuff you're anything but bold

being a great poet is not staying in the same styles
try to span your range through many themes and miles

there's nothing special about you, you had your chance
but you blew it by wasting time on the same old dance

so enjoy monotony, relish your endless love comet
a fool returns to his folly as a dog returneth to vomit

so go ahead and get mad at me I don't care
maybe you'll even get better with my dare