With Your Making Of Demands Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Don't approach me
With your making of demands
I am one of few who believes
Having notoriety
Doesn't place anyone automatically
In the novelty category
You either ignore me or respect me
As I will do you

If I should stomp on your foot,
I am sure your reaction
Will not be first to smile
And be polite!
I am sure you will say something to me,
Obscene
I would
And could care less
Where you take that to address it