Ring Out Wild Bells To the Wild Sky

I search for that poetic parasite, For I want him to meet a real samurai. I've done what I could to pick a fight, Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! That poet knows he can't touch my poetic skills, So he wrote a poem about my butterfly. I need the satisfaction of this kill, Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! I'm flattered poets enjoy my rhymes, but right now it's do or die. For that one poet focused solely on my crimes, Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! I've slammed each member of his group, Smashing each poet like a house fly. I'm the slamming champ on Poetrysoup, Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! Bob H. labeled me "King of Verse," But I want to hear it from this other guy. My demonic rhymes are a curse, Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! Telepathically I get inside that poets head, And the pain I cause will only intensify. I want to bathe in his bloodshed, Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! Halloween is gone but I'm still his spook. Maybe that poet will fall over and die; For I wanna see him drown in his own puke. Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! I got the wind to my back, My head is held high. I await for that poet to attack, Ring out wild bells to the wild sky! *Wrote strickly for Dr. Ram Mehta's Contest;) that