sweet Revenge

isa kemmy



Bring out my missile,

time to strike my rivals,

let my riffle out,

he has made my life measles,

with red paches on my face,

 

U ain‘t the first nor the last,

to know an eagle lady,

back slides and rises like a cheetah,

or a silent killer poncupine

is a lady demeaned by a lion,

 

Pythons or black panther

even a bee that is once sweet,

becomes a copra once,

then my sting will skunk u,

 

i wont strike with weapon,

all i‘ll do is pack,

head towards my nest,

u‘ll come creeping,

like a salted snail,

pleading for mercy.

 

  • Author: imma isa kemmy (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2025 05:11
  • Category: Unclassified
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