20 minutes of fun, nothing wonderful, but tell me what you think

I know you are but what am I?
A speck of dust in your brown eye?
You treat me as piece of slime
A greenish turd that smells of lime

But better lime than licey locks
To match your face’s pussy spots
If I’m a turd, then you’re manure
Straight from a bovine’s bottom pure

When you fart I tend to try
To fall down and pretend to die
But please do fart instead of sneeze
It showers me with snot and fleas

And when your flabby face turns blue
Your armpits smell of French Fondue
I try to look the other way
Past your belly bulge display

Now I’ve told you what you are
Next time insult me on par
But when your insults come my way
Remember that each one's cliché.

I like it. There are some rythm problems. Line 3 needs one more syllabel, I think, and line 9 + 10 do not match, either...maybe "And when you fart I tend to try / to fall down then pretend to die". It's still not perfect (the to is too short when spoken) this way. 15 + 16 are irregular, too, but it doesn't matter there, as the shorter line begins with an elastic syllabel.

Some of those lines sound more like compliments than insults. If my armpits smelled like french fondue, I wouldn't have to waste money on deodorant. A lime smelling turd? That doesn't sound like it would smell half as bad as the real thing. Other than that, the rhythm sort of breaks up in the last stanza from the previous ones.

That's amore!

and unless you meant "brown eye" in the sense of a person's rectum, you might want to choose another hue. :p I instantly though of dust in a somebody's pooper and it didn't make much sense.

Hehe, double entendres are FUN! :p

Hahaha. I really enjoyed it, but I got a funny feeling in my throat somewhere around the French Fondue part.

Oh oh oh, but a limey turd? I wish my turds were citrus scented! It would spare me from much embarrasment indeed after taking a large dunker in the can.