......
Just what are you up to?
You've a consummate grin
That echoes and echoes
And echoes of sin.
Something is fishy
And questionably queer,
Something is a'foot
I deductively fear.
Can one be too cautious?
Suspicious?Or wise?
To discern every evil
You plan to devise?
Oh, your mephistophelean wit
Surprises not me.
But, just what are you up to?
I'd sure like to see.
Copyright © MMXIV Richard D. Remler
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