So Help Me God
It wasn't me!
But you who were maneuvered,
To move in and sleep...
With the demon.
Separated to feast.
As you were teased with trinkets dangled.
Now that you have been isolated,
And strangled.
With beliefs you had been accepted.
Only mangled and defeated with deceit.
You call me anticipating rescue?
Why?
Remember you declared...
It was no longer a you and I,
But them.
And you defended their shenanigans!
To ensure my loss?
And you a definite win!
It wasn't me!
But you who were maneuvered,
To move in and sleep...
With the demon.
Separated to feast.
As you were teased with trinkets dangled.
Now you find yourself mangled with no way out!
And I am to run to you because you shout?
After you rocked and knocked about,
My reputation.
And devastated my character,
With an assassination of defamations.
It wasn't me!
But you who were maneuvered,
To move in and sleep...
With the demon.
Separated to feast.
As you were teased with trinkets dangled.
And I don't like this one bit.
Smuggling you away from here,
As if I'm the convict.
Shut up,
I've had enough of your lip!
Put that mask on and fix that wig!
Hopefully no one will recognize,
The true swine you've become!
And I have not adapted a taste,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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