Insult Poem

Your eyes are too low
Your stench starts to glow
Your so close to the ground
People use you as a pitcher's mound

Your teeth are too yellow
Your skin is nothing like a pillow
It looks like your hair always has snow
But no one says ya to it they instead say no

You look like a hag
So go put on your bag
Your attitude is so bad
And friends is what you wish you had

No body knows
How to save their nose
When you go by
Then people start to cry