Narfuckled

"I'd like to hit him, POW, right in the kisser"

the first thought she had, when they met in line for the pisser

Arrogant and pushy, not the least bit repentant

he had so much to say, but his eyes, they were vacant

He spread the charm, so thick, made her feel, warm and fuzzy

then he'd act like a dick, making her head warped and buzzy

Overwhelmed by an unknown pressure, like that, from a buckle

she knew right away that she had been narfuckled

A narcissist skilled, at the art of befuddling

makes you feel insane, and then coursed into cuddling

Her friends tried to warn her when they became a couple

she was setting herself up for, nothing but trouble

If it quacks and it waddles, then, it must be a duck

It its gaslighting and then sweet, then for sure, you are fucked

There are a few steps that can help, once you've been narfuckled

Besides the first thought of beating him up, with your knuckles

Although no-one would blame you, if that's what you choose

but there are ways to help you get away from this loser

Set up some boundaries and keep your friends close

they are the ones that he will fear the most

Cause they can see through him and his whole charade

He is a small child inside, and he'll be deathly afraid

After you've done this, run far away - fast

once out of his clutches, the narfuckled will pass