Mad As a Hornet 'A Woman Scorned'

Sitting with calm you know I'm a psychotic love bewitching I watch your entanglement affair going insane my voice in my mind gives a shove playing around my wrath has made you unaware Treachery and your sweet talk with my loyalty lost hysterically I laugh outside her window 'Dear' my sting will be swift like a lonely hornet wasp giving her all your promise and affections I sneer To the play you say to see 'Madam Butterfly' your twinkling eyes lusting into the room she glides relish your moment with the pleasure of your prize The dagger awaits in my dress tied to my waist tonight's biggest performance your death as I pace then mine at the end the dagger I slide with grace. 10/18/2015 Contest Sponsored by: John Lawless ' Mad as a Hornet' ( 12 syllable ) 4,4,3,3 Placed 8th