Antagonist

having a crisis for no reason.

Drama queen calling for “inclusion”:

nice euphemism.

If you think with your sundial of a mind

you will realize that I will

defend women and children

unto the death of you or me.

I will fight you

with all my might and main.

You’re the chaff in my hay.

In my garden you’re the weed.

In my basement you’re the centipede.

I grow impatient with you every day

watching sand through the hourglass

of your brain.

Son of a gun, begone from me!

Begone, away!

I banish you to the farthest realm.

Anonymous

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