A Southern Reaction
If one stirs a pile of dung,
it's stink you will get-
If reaction was intended-
Keep reading for my fit
You said, "I know you 'swallo' "
well you've never been so right-
I chew up Sociopaths,
bite after tasty bite
There may be worms in your eyeballs,
but those are an added treat-
You've met your match my friend,
and I will not retreat
True names is of no concern,
for I know who you are-
And there is no place for you to hide,
there is no place too far
Apparently you didn't do your homework,
before you decided to attack-
Or you would've known this about me-
this 'ol Southern gal, packs
I will be your nightmare,
you'll wake in sweat and choke-
and Idon T. Swallo, will be history,
with my fingers around your throat!
You Sir, started something I will finish
© Lisa Hilbers
5/6/05
P.S.
Thanks for your comment on my poem.
luv,
Colonel Robert Morris
'the southern troubadour'
Ron
I agree with all the others! Anyone who would take you on is brain dead!
Eileen
Excellent!! leaves no doubt and I love it! Bravo!!
Powerful!!
I'm so glad it says Sir!
Thanks Lisa.xo
Tracey
OUCH. I have no doubt--
I'm sorry you're being attacked. I love the way you write, you're one of my very favorites here, and know I am in your corner. :) Lean on me--
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
If you are going to "turn the other cheek", make it "their's" and brand it with your name. *generic smiley*
Elizabeth
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in burleson, karen lynn. :(
Take care girl...hope everything is okay???
Love Tinka
Felix
Paul;-}
My Mom always said, "Don't let someone live in your head rent free."
But my money's on you. This give's um what for.
:)
John
Take care,
Sherry