Prose and Conse

Yes, I know it's not right
But I ain't come here to fight
My name's Jim
But you
Can call me Jim Jimmy Joe.
If you'd like
To know,
This isn't prose,
But hey,
The title's wrong.
Completely.
No really, completely wrong.
Okay, now it's prose
So now I guess
We all confess
To being kind of strange,
Huh?
But hey, man, back off 'cause
This is my poem, bub,
Not yours,
Gosh, man, can't you get anything
Right?
Seriously.
The end.
Go away.
I mean now,
You stinky dude!
Go away!
NOW!
Goodbye, I
Don't want to talk to you anymore.
Talk, talk, talk, that's all you do.
Seriously!