21 January 2015

Prey Run Away

have you under my skin
like an itch
caused by sap from the poison tree
there was nothing to win
you were tricked
a cruel thing that was done by me
and how did this begin
was a witch
that with her magic set me free

being poked with a pin
by a bitch
making me angry was the key
how it makes my head spin
high squealed pitch
a warning that it's time to flee
with a shit eating grin
not a glitch
now run and hide I would agree

Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince
Tri fall Poem

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