My Blackest Wart

My Blackest Wart What a brutal man you are, how harsh you were to my bleeding heart. If crushing spirits was an art you my love would be the pefect artist to play the part. With the sharpest dart you shot me right in my heart with your poisoned dart. How I'd like to watch your body fall off a cliff after being dumped from a stinky manure cart. I'm so glad I'm no longer your spicy tart, you are my history's ugly black wart! Next time I see you in the mart you'll be lucky if I don't mow you down with my shopping cart!