Vague

Here now, vile imp, I bid you
Stop humping my leg
Though tried have I to rid you
I just haven’t got you pegged

I tire of these silly games
Your presence be a plague
You pester like some frilly dame
But never shall I beg

To finally make you leave me be
Though cruelly you throw eggs
And alter all I seem to see
As if I’d drank a keg

Your bites have gone from single bytes
To kilo and then to meg
Your detriments immingle plight
Your value – sickly vague

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