When you troll me online, be prepared for me to visit you in-kind, or malice, or wit…
Would you like to be acquitted, for I, a fairer house than prose, am able to rip the turf from under your misguided foot….
Paint your lines if you will, I am far better than you, charity is what you claim…..dear boy, real life is not a game…
Count your blessings and check your grammar, for the might of a woman scorned may bring down a rhetorical hammer….or laugh
Make a grand gesture if you are able, or is it only false words you speak, put yourself in the role of that you wish to fill….
For your heart is truly unselfish is it not….take a look at the claim you laid in an attempt to bash my name…
Under the watchful sky your smallness does not resound…..
However, I am reverberated sound
