Abuse

by flammeusgladius

Abuse

 

 

I’m going to go all Shakespeare on your ass
and pour on you what some might call abuse–
except it’s well deserved. You’re dull. You’re crass.
Your great fat neck has merited the noose
thirty times over. And your vast caboose
presents a target for the Devil’s kick.
With the Lord’s truth you’ve played supremely loose
for far too long. Your enterprise is sick
from its inception — and your skull’s so thick
that you have made that enterprise much worse.
You even try to play things sly and slick.
I chuckle when I see your thoughts disperse.
You peddle bile for love day after day.
There. That is all the good I have to say….

 

 

–Tom Riley

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