So how do you like them apples?

Are they enough to make you grapple

With the enormity of your stupidity?

Oh dear God, tell us you finally see.

You really shouldn't be doing this

The way you do like it's some bliss,

It never has been, it will never be.

For goodness' sake, can you not see?

You fall for this deceit every time

As if you didn't learn the last time.

You believe flawed reasonings

That lead you to harmful things.

And every time we pick you back up,

And try to convince you to give it up.

If you carry on like this much longer,

Your demise will only be the stronger.

So now, how do you like them apples?

Are they enough to make you grapple

With the enormity of your stupidity?

Do you need more clues to finally see?

Oh dear God, knock some sense into her.