I'm sorry, I was wrong,
your rhyming is so strong.
I've been inappropriate,
with my insults, I miscalculate.
Aloha, a truce I call,
let's unite all creatures great (me) and small (you).
A force for good our rhyming will be,
we'll end world hunger, cure cancer, work for charity.
I extend my hand and smile,
Aloha, please, no more guile.
I've had a rubbish day, my work is crap,
but I swear, this is ain't no trap.
And so to you I say,
lets make hay and go our separate ways.
You were once a curiosity, extending animosity,
but I have given you humanity, and a dollop of humility.