I am as angry as a fat boy who just lost his candy.
The convicted lengthy beast-like man’s name is Randy.
I’ve been up all night, I’m a restless owl.
By law, what the heartless, monstrous Randy did is a foul.
I am now as confused as a fish trying to climb a tree.
My heart is as blue as the ocean, and I just want to feel free.
I am now broke like an empty piggy bank.
I am so frustrated, I could run Randy over with a tank.
I could of swore a have hidden my account numbers.
My schedule is now even more busy and more cumber.
Randy is as evil as Cruella de Vil, but with great nonentity.
Randy is malicious for stealing my identity.