Cheerio

For once I am not on about cereals (despite the title)

As now I'm getting a bit serious... (not in that rhyming couplet, however)

 

I have now had enough

Don't want your muff

If you want my penis, then tough

End of times

Start of rhymes

Siddle is back, committing poetic crimes

Unreal wording

Super-class verbing

No more

Of you anymore

As I think of you as a w***e

I'm still kicking my busty tricks

And I don't need you, or Simon Hicks

Now it's time for me to go

To you, the subject of this poem, cheerio...