I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair;
I hate the way you drive my car;
I hate it when you stare;
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind;
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme;
I hate the way you're always right;
I hate it when you lie;
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry;
I hate it when you're not around,
and the fact that you didn't call;
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all.
This is one poem from the film "10 Things that I hate about you"
By: Lu*
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