HOW DO I LOATHE THEE?
(a parody of How Do I Love Thee?)
by kat santos.


How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways.
I loathe thee not to small bits and pieces.
It can't even be measured by ounces.
Not even as intense as the sun rays
During the hottest among summer days.
I loathe thee not; still you knock me senseless
So much that I abhor your absences
And scan the crowd for a glimpse of your face.
I loathe thee with so much difficulty
Just as little children attempt to lie
The thought of me loathing you is pretty
Absurd just as pigs are able to fly.
And now I'll stop this crap so thee will see
I'll loathe thee never even if I'd try.