You don't realize how dangerous
You really are; in your guileless words,
Unthinking rejoinders
And all the while, my paralytic heart
Busy trying to scream, get out of town before dark!
In his clueless smiles, he could mindlessly gut you
Like a fish; slaughter you like a cow;
Truss you up like Sunday's dinner ham,
And then trample your husked carcass into the mud
Leaving behind only petrified footprints
Chicken bones,
And just the stub of his minty fresh toothpick, is all.
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