I've always found it easier to stand out in time,
I don't even have to make it rhyme.
But my hate for him has been oh so big,
I would rarther sleep with a pig.
When all the girls scream his name,
To me it looks like a playa's game.
I speak on behalf of every man,
We'll gather together to make the plan.
It wouldn't matter if it took all night,
and there'll half hour breaks when you need to...
The very next day we'll emerge from ground,
Take him by suprise without a sound.
Down with the jeans and out with the truth,
Stockings and briefs, now there's your proof!
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It's Good to be Different (The Justin Bieber Hate Poem)
PoetryCurrently hosting a hostile comment war between me, my friend and an offended fan. Open up your popcorn since it was written at least two years ago when I was quite immature and wondered what would happen with a beiber tag in it, two years later som...