You Are Evil Poem by James McLain

Deception
is a sin when perpetrated
with grins to deceive
I see those grins, I weep.
Your agony, of laughter
burst my heart, I forgive you.
Is it really, that hard to deceive
a dog in love with you?
I lust in air, nothing there.
Some lust on baldstone, the big one
is deceptions of such magnitude
leaves me green, ivyless.
I envy such commonness, you disdain.
I would fire you always again,
I just don't know where, or how to begin.