Nematode.

You're Robespierre
standing there,
misery for a staple fare,
I hope you get the reference,
insisting on a deference,
like it makes a difference,
consistent insistence,
to justify your existence
Fat fried chips
spill from your lips,
as you bemoan
with witty quips,
are you confused?
I'm not amused
by the abuse and contusions
caused by verbal detritus,
jettisoned not reticence,
mental depraved violence,
we're opposite,
you apostate shit,
your deficit is showing
like a Freudian slip,
a shoulder chip,
a chevron  o dispense jip,
I grow sick
assailed,
dismayed and derailed,
try harder buffoon,
you're a goon,
my ears grow weary
from insults and jeers,
engaging your engine
with gears
become rusty
with a child's
night-time tears.