You'Ve Been Spoiled Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Yes.
You've been spoiled.
And I...
No longer guess...
I am the reason and cause of it.

From the very beginning,
When I gifted you...
With my best 'anyone' could get.
And delivered that to you,
So happy you were.
And to me that was expressed.

Yes.
You've been spoiled.
And I...
No longer guess...
I am the reason and cause of it.

I feel it each time,
When you rush to find...
What it is I've left.

Believing it easy and simple for me...
To create for you something great.
Something to leave your mind teased and pleased.
You've been spoiled and that is because of me!

And now my very best...
Gets less of your attention,
With your inquisitive curiousness.
Now you get upset with a disrespect...
If you find an undotted 'i' or an uncrossed 't',
As you closely inspect.

Yes.
You've been spoiled.
And I...
No longer guess...
I am the reason and cause of it.
I am the reason,
You now mumble your indignities...
To me,
Under your breath!