Narfuckled
Victimized By A Gaslighting Protagonist
"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
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Comments (5)
And may you never be narfuckled again, my friend.
Great word! Very relevant principle!
Good poem. I know I have been narfuckled.
The best song we haven’t heard on the radio.
Brilliant! So many narfucklers about too. This made me laugh and a little bit angry too. Loved it.