Revenge

You skin is rancid with a smell that’s not mine,
You've disguised it with soap and an “I’ll be late” line.
Don’t make the mistake to think you've fooled me,
I’m definitely not blind to the pig I now see.

You've no idea the illicit pain I want to cause,
I’d start by knocking you out with poisonous gauze.
When you awake, by the moonlight you’ll be,
My vicious tools glimmering with my smirk of glee.

I want to make your body feel the hurt that I do,
Cutting slices to remove the images of me screwing you.
Every piece of your being that’s strayed so far,
Being Pricked and stabbed to leave a permanent scar.

Alas you’re asleep and I’m watching you snore,
It’s hard to imagine that it was you I did to adore.
Tonight I will simmer and tickle and plot,
To extract my revenge you snivelling snot.