Let’s Call a Spade a Spade

You weren’t born in that odd shape, and I doubt
You always acted like this either; but if you keep

Digging people out, leaving
Holes and refusing to change (as you could

And should; because come on: even I
Keep my garden somewhat together now)—well, let’s call

A spade a spade: you are being

A vile little cunt, and at this rate
You’ll rust on your own at the back of the shed.