Evil Fear Me
Evil Fear Me
Evil, fear me; don't mold me.
For your mischief I see lurks.
Of ill wrought ways I live leery.
For I loath all wicked works.
Poetic form: Chastushka
© Dane Smith-Johnsen 11-12-09
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