The Back Stabber Poem by Danielle Candy

The Back Stabber is always there
Ready to tear
You limb from limb.
Ready to stab and
twist the knife in.

You'll see the smile on her face
when she see's you have been disgraced.
She'll be there at every turn
Just to make you feel that burn.

where ever this cow my lerk
be ready to feel the jerk of
the cold stinging blade
tearing down your back
she's always hiding ready to attack


Now the tables have turned
and it's time she learned
but she's nothing,
nothing at all.
now shes the small one
and i'm ten feet tall
and its time to shut up
once and for all!