Ides Of March Poem by Kaylee Questionable

Beware the Ides of March!
I should of seen
the signs

But Brutus was an
honorable man
They were all honorable men

The betrayl was a
quick and unremorseful
thought
a side thought or two

But Brutus was an
honorable man
They were all honorable men

A twitch
a hunger
to bathe
your arms
elbow deep
in blood.

23 stabs
23 stabs to kill
from my friends
and most of all
The stab that hurt
the most
'et tu Brutus'

But Brutus was an
honorable man
They were all honorable men

May my ghost
haunt you my friend
Haunt you till you
feel the same 23 stabs
and maybe more

Revenge is my only loyal Friend

But Brutus was an
honorable man
They were all honorable men