Slither

Slither me slips me beasty heart beneath a piece of guise, and pens some page of wisdoms to place before they's eyes, and with they's gaze diverted, me dons me cloak of thief's, and slithers in and steals they's love, and leaves thems only griefs. me slimeys up the way theys moves about they's drudgy lifes, and causes thems to kicks like bugs, all caught in stuffs and strifes. me sees this murky-mucky, and glees it close to breast; me knows me must continue thus, or becomes like alls the rest. but me sorrowfuls am becoming, as guise weighs heart likes lead; it darkens up me seeings in, and fouls insides me head. now me greeny eyes does leakings with only leastest nudge, and from me slitty portals comes oozing weeps of sludge.