Who dares to trespass within your space sir,
unreasonable you say, not your taste.
Who then sir, would be your whore,
someone to lie beneath you,
take you in, more and more.
Warp’d by passion, lust filled nights,
no sign of decency, a fearful fright.
I dare say your truth be told,
for you have brutally sold your soul.
A slave in the den of dark tunnels,
mourned by those who wear your
dreadful scorn. Now you lie with
the beasts who drool the blood of
wayward fools and pay with your
life, afterall sir, you broke the golden
rule.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: April 2/2010
Who dares to trespass within your space sir,
unreasonable you say, not your taste.
Who then sir, would be your whore,
someone to lie beneath you,
take you in, more and more.
Warp’d by passion, lust filled nights,
no sign of decency, a fearful fright.
I dare say your truth be told,
for you have brutally sold your soul.
A slave in the den of dark tunnels,
mourned by those who wear your
dreadful scorn. Now you lie with
the beasts who drool the blood of
wayward fools and pay with your
life, afterall sir, you broke the golden
rule.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: April 2/2010
