What An Adversary
What an adversary!
All threats thinking necessary,
Even involving an emissary
And claiming knowledge of Sorcery!
In front of my peaceful door,
Ranting and later swore
To with me wipe the floor
And after hurt me the more,
For sweat to break out from every pore
And I feel ill-will to the core …
In front of my receiving door
Quoting pains no man ever bore
That could through a heart bore
And if they failed, at same gnaw:
Pains that peace of mind tore
Threats of a morning raining till Four.
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