Sweet Vengeance Is Mine Poem by Shaun Cronick
Sweet Vengeance Is Mine
Those on my hit-list I will never forgive,
Out of my good books for as long as I live.
Of my spite and pure hatred I could wax lyrical,
Write many verses either seething or pyrrhical.
Lives I shall now steal like a grim reaper thief,
Away from the shackles of regret and of grief.
I will not grant them any more soft luxury of time,
Their lives end today for sweet vengeance is mine.
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