Bottom Feeders...

You fat headed jackal you tried to kick me when I was down
You tried backing me into a corner then proceeded to pound,
Me into what you truly think of yourself which is a straight up wreck!
Cuz you can barely separate your big head from your short neck,
Because you feel so low about your short stocky appearance
To make yourself feel better without any semblance of a clearance...
From the person you are insulting
Which always seems to be me, and that's like

Pole vaulting without a pole!
Goodness, you are rotten from your inner soul!
Always ready to bottom feeding and grovel to please your master,
Simply because your life is one great big disaster!
So you'd rather cast suspicion in my direction,
So you can hide your little stubby hands and receive affection.

There's a saying that goes a little something like this: Thieves do not knowingly enter EMPTY or abandoned houses,

There's also a saying that goes: People who mean you no good more often times than most arouses,

The worst in us...they make us delve into our lower shelf.

But have you ever heard the old adage that while you are digging a grave
For me to dig one for YOURSELF.
But if not I am sure you've been told this before: I am a GOON
and, Sourheart, you are an ELF!