Fuck Sybil


I swore for real in front of my mum-

For the first time in ages-

Because the movie of 'Sybil' was on-

And that book is so unhappy-

In a completely unfulfilling way-

That I didn't want to see a second of it brought to life-

On the silver screen or the little box of a TV we have-

I know my hate seems irrational, but I really loathe it


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