From You! Poem by Cathie Tufnail

I won't take it from you,
FROM YOU! !
You raven hearted fiend,
Who only speaks the sticky words
Half hidden in between;
Where meaning's lost in darkness
And the truth's a beaten thing.

Don't look at me you snake,
DON'T DARE! !
You yellow bellied thing.
I smell the bile you so beguiled with
When I was your slave,
But now I've seen the truth of you
I'll have you in your grave.

You've lost the war you fool,
YOU'VE LOST! !
So arrogant and cruel
But now the victim of your crimes
Is wise and on to you,
So swift retreat or death, oh death,
Is all that you can choose.

I pray you choose to run and hide
THEN I'LL COME HUNT FOR YOU! !