Thursday, March 01, 2007

Cavalierly yours

Denizens of hell are pleased
When words, from your mouth are released
Your caterwaul causes ear drums to shatter
Your frequency exceeds any other clatter
Your soft lips spew out lava and poison
That causes the sun to rush down the horizon

You’re so full of hatred and so jaded
why is your world is so drab and faded
Your pride can put a queen to shame
Every mortal to you is game.
Your equivocations seem mean and evil
You judge like God and punish like the devil

They say “what goes around comes around.”
Beware on those grounds
You’ll burn out and turn to ashes
With the same pride on your face that flashes

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