Goodbye, dear – Day 28

Skeltonic Verse today. Two beats/stresses to a line, which makes it dimeter, and you rhyme away until you run out of words, or sensible phrases. Here’s mine:

 

Well, my dear,
it’s very clear.
I overhear
you’re only here
to point and jeer.

Never fear –
you’ll disappear,
my buccaneer.
I am sincere,
and, loud and clear,
I volunteer
to kick your rear
away from here
to stratosphere.

That feel severe?
I’ll shed one tear
as souvenir.